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Still no date. Sebastian Fundora’s left hand has not healed and the WBC belt is unused. Oct. 25 was supposed to be the defense against Keith Thurman — decent name, decent risk — but a hand bruise in camp blew that up. Now there’s whispers of late January in Vegas. Maybe the 24th, maybe the 31st. It depends if the doctor says yes. It depends on whether Fundora can actually sting without wincing.
He hasn’t fought since July, when he beat Tim Tszyu in seven matches. It felt like the start of something: scope, discipline, spite in all the right places. But it’s December and all that momentum has cooled. The Fundora team will say everything is fine, “just a small setback.” That’s what they all say before a six-month wait starts to feel like a wasted year.
Thurman? Thirty-seven now. Last seen against Jarvis – a safe pick, a name to remind everyone he still exists. This fight meant nothing. Slower legs, drip fed output. He used to bounce like a yo-yo, now he does short laps around the ring hoping for a free kick. Ring rust does not heal on its own. And that kind of matchup — a sharp, rangy counterpunch against a part-time fighter — usually ends with the old man stifled by the tempo.
The fans see it too. Half of them call it charitable matching. Others wonder why Vergil Ortiz Jr. or Bakhram Muratazaliev are left out while Thurman, who hasn’t done anything lately, is jumping into a title fight. The belt deserves better; Fundora probably does too. But business keeps its own logic.
Until the hand breaks free and the network connects, the fight is just smoke. No medical advice, no date, no certainty. Fundora waits. Thurman repeats interviews. Everyone moves on.
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Last updated on 12/25/2025