The choices were stark and simple for Scott Gammer back in December.
Having witnessed Audley Harrison’s hugely impressive three-round destruction of Danny Williams, he had the options of a big-money fight with the victor in London, or a bout with the big-name loser close to his west Wales home base.
Much to the disdain of Harrison’s promoter Frank Warren, Gammer and his manager, Paul Boyce, chose the latter.
It would be easy to leap to conclusions about the Welshman running scared, but I really don’t think that was the case.
There were sound reasons behind the decision. But they failed to take account of the enigma that is Danny Williams.
While Harrison had looked like a world beater against a flabby, out-of-shape Williams, the Olympic champion imploded against Michael Sprott in Wembley last month, opening up golden possibilities that could have been Gammer’s.
Meanwhile, the Pembroke Dock man prepared for a bout with the supposedly washed-up Williams at the 1,200 seater Cwrt Herbert Sports Centre in Neath.
Unbeaten Gammer had impressed in the first defence of his British heavyweight title against the limited Micky Steeds, looking lean, busy and accurate in a comprehensive 12-round points win.
But for the Williams bout he bulked-up to a career-high of 17st 1lb and – although he claimed to feel as fit and sharp as ever – the difference showed on his torso.
The challenger stunned everyone as he weighed in at 16st 4lbs, his lightest since he made his professional debut in 1995.
Williams says he plans to throw away his scales at home that recorded his weight as over 19st. If that is true, he should give them pride of place in his cabinet trophy.
Williams roared out of the blocks with sharp, withering shots, looking – unusually for a British heavyweight title fight – like the best heavyweight in the country.
The Welshman rallied in front of a passionate local crowd, but by the third he was breathing heavily. The non-stop work-rate, so evident against Steeds, was gone.
I had the bout level after four rounds, but Williams powered ahead in the next three, rocking the Welshman badly at the end of the seventh.
Gammer came back with his best round in the eighth, three minutes of eye-catching combinations that rattled Williams’ head and thudded into his body.
But a ringside seat made it clear that the challenger’s senses were clear throughout as the experienced warhorse bided his time before unleashing a brutal knockout salvo in the ninth.
I’m not going to try to predict what’s next for Williams. He could retire, he could be world champion, he could lose to a Mexican road sweeper.
Gammer, left as flat as his fans’ inflatable hammers at the end, has options and has done enough to merit a place amongst the leading domestic heavyweights.
But his choices need to be better than the ones he has made in the last three months.