A couple of overarticulate, white smartalecs reflect at length on the efforts of a bunch of barely literate blacks and Latinos as they try to turn each others’ brains into blancmange.  Endlessly mocking colleagues in boxing journalism – one is memorably described as “a pig’s head on a stick, smothered in cheese” – they are as likely to analyse a writer’s mangled grammar or a commentator’s mispronunciation of a name as a fighter’s jab or weak chin.  It is, in other words, immensely entertaining and thoroughly recommended.