The Conor Benn vs Chris Eubank Jr is finally upon us, and if Eddie Hearn’s crystal ball is even half-polished, Tottenham Hotspur Stadium may need its lights back on well before the twelfth-round bell rings.
The Matchroom supremo reckons his man will do the job “inside six,” sending the latest chapter of Britain’s most combustible sportsboom boxing dynasty hurtling into the history books.
Size on the Scales, Spite in the Soul
Eubank Jr will stride to the middleweight canvas with natural poundage and a frame built for the 160-lb game. Benn, usually a welter, has bolted on 13 extra pounds—plus whatever grudges he can cram into his gloves.
A rehydration clause stops either fighter topping 170 lbs on fight night, but Hearn is adamant the tale of the tape ends at the wrists.
“If it’s all about size, if it boils down to that, then Eubank Jr will win,” he said.
“But if it comes down to speed, precision and accuracy – which I believe it will – then it’s Conor all day long. There’s no doubt about it.”
Some might call it a high-stakes lawn-darts duel: one man brings the heavier darts, the other the quicker arm. Hearn, naturally, is betting on the arm.
Dynasties Déjà-Vu
Cast your mind back to the neon-splashed Nineties: Nigel Benn and Chris Eubank Sr battered each other for WBO and WBC baubles, splitting a win and a draw, and selling a generation on pay-per-view pugilism.
This weekend their sons swap golf carts for gladiator carts, proving that hereditary pressure can be every bit as binding as a hand wrap. Benn Jr, 28, has harvested his dad’s primal aggression, while Eubank Jr’s upright jab still looks eerily paternal.
Eggs, Suspensions & the Fry-Up That Wouldn’t Die
Their 2022 date collapsed faster than a soufflé when clomifene turned up in Benn’s sample. The welterweight swore blind an egg-heavy diet was the culprit; the WBC agreed that contaminated breakfasts were plausible.
UKAD and the British Boxing Board of Control hit pause, VADA chimed in, and eventually the suspension lifted.
Predictably, Eubank Jr has been cracking yolk-based jabs ever since, even shelling out £100,000 for smashing an egg on Benn’s face during February’s presser. Boxing has seen low blows, but rarely low cholesterol.
Hearn on Fire: “He Sparks Him Inside Six”
With trash-talk simmering and ticket prices sizzling, Hearn doubled down on a mid-fight extinction event:
“He (Benn) is coming into this with so much spite, with so much speed and so much precision to his work.
He really is a sharp-shooter and, call it delusion, grandeur or whatever else you like but I think he sparks him out inside six rounds. I really do.”
That “spark-out” prediction isn’t just promoter hyperbole; it’s a bellows to an already roaring rivalry.
A War, Not a Waltz
Fans praying for twelve tactical rounds might want to queue at the bar early.
“This is going to be a war,” Hearn said. “I can’t see it being anything other than that. There’s no way this is going to go the distance.”
“I think it will be over within six and maybe even earlier than that. And I think Conor wins. I’m certain he does because of all the things I’ve mentioned.”
If Benn’s spite proves faster than Eubank’s size, the referee could be sweeping up history before the stadium DJ finishes Sweet Caroline.
Then again, boxing’s scriptwriters love a late twist—and the Eubank lineage comes with a stubborn refusal to read the other man’s cue cards.
Bottom Line
The Benn vs Eubank Jr fight isn’t just a prize-fight; it’s a 30-year audit of family honour, rehydration algebra and, apparently, egg sourcing.
Whether the bout detonates in six rounds or staggers into the ether, expect thunder, theatrics and enough talking points to fill a trilogy—just like the dads never quite managed.
For now, polish your pint, brace your nerves and keep both eyes on the centre of that London ring. Because if Eddie Hearn’s prophecy hits the target, you might miss the knockout while searching for your seat.
