When The Hobo tries to get justice for his fractured skull and brain damage caused by a coward punch, the Hobart police refuse to arrest the perpetrator. Instead the cops relentlessly try to entrap the innocent victim, giving him no choice but to sleep in the woods on the mainland. In order to stay sober, The Hobo campaigns in four Australian States as a preferred party of AA, and spars in the hardest gyms with great Australian fighters. Even when fit and sober, he realizes that without the puppet master, he'll never get to fight in Australia ever again. Desperate to earn money for his wife...

In 2004, I moved to Hobart to be with my Tasmanian wife as we wanted to start a family and she preferred to live in her homeland. At the time, I was a pro-boxer, known as The Hobo, so I was thrilled there was a seasoned amateur gym nearby. Plus the Boxing Promoter happened to be a colleague of my manager in Sydney. Little did I know these unsavoury vultures would use me just to make money, and they treated and abused me in the most criminal and corrupt way possible. One night when I went to watch my sparring partners at a boxing promotion in Hobart, I was informed I wasn't welcome and told to...

This is Australia's most suppressed story about an innocent man, a boxer, who stands up to the most villainous Boxing Trainer and Promoter, while also fighting back against corrupt cops and a federal politician. This ordeal of injustice has gone on for ten years for The Hobo, even though he keeps falling victim to more harm because these corrupt villains want to shut him up. Fed up of getting no pay for sparring, televised fights, hotels or travel like other fighters, The Hobo, writes his memoirs. While showing the boxing fraternity his manuscript and films, including details of him having...