‘What’s my name?” Muhammad Ali kept asking, with his fists as well as his mouth. Here’s one to the jaw.
“What’s my name?” Bam. Here’s one to the eye.
by Kyle Smith
As many times as this story has been told, it will never be told better than in the enthralling eight-hour Ken Burns documentary.
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Muhammad Ali receives a warm reception as he travels through Louisville to participate in the opening of the 1975 Black Expo in West End, Louisville, Ky. October 16, 1975.
Keith Williams/Louisville Courier Journal – USA TODAY NETWORK
‘What’s my name?” Muhammad Ali kept asking, with his fists as well as his mouth. Here’s one to the jaw.
“What’s my name?” Bam. Here’s one to the eye.

About the Author
Kyle Smith is the film critic for the Wall Street Journal.
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‘What’s my name?” Muhammad Ali kept asking, with his fists as well as his mouth. Here’s one to the jaw.
“What’s my name?” Bam. Here’s one to the eye.

About the Author
Kyle Smith is the film critic for the Wall Street Journal.
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