About

    Morgan Richard Fitch was born March 29, 1983 in South Louisiana. He grew up in Houma and also a small town not far named Raceland. He was involved in sports his entire life starting at the early age of 6.
  Set deep in Morgan's roots was the sweet science sport; starting with his great grandfather Ralph Jones, who was a trainer in Albany, NY. While some families were at baseball games, his family was sitting around the radio listening to the broadcasters give in great detail of the jabs Muhammed Ali was throwing against Joe Frazier. As a toddler Morgan ran in and out of conversations about who beat who and when.
On both sides of Morgan's family are avid boxing fans, some participating as amatuers and others just loved commentating from the living room couch, never imagining they would be front row at their nephew's bout.

    With Morgan living in such a small town, his trainer having other priorities as well, and no one dedicated to the sport Morgan had to make some decisions about where this was going. He began searching for a trainer in Louisiana and then in the surrounding states and had no luck. No one that was willing to take the time out or even seemed interested.
    After flipping through the pages in Boxing Digest they came across an article on Heavyweight Brian Minto and his trainer Tom Yankello. A year later Morgan moved his wife and 3 month old daughter, Alanah Lyric, 20 hours away from the only thing they knew. Home was now called Charleroi, Pennsylvania.
Leaving the bayou and all the comforts of home was one of the most challenging events to date. Hot and muggy weather was replaced with snow, which they had never seen before. Once he and his family were settled in, Morgan began training everyday.
    The training camp was located about 10 miles from his house and the boxing gym was roughly 80 miles. Coming from swamps and flat grounds, the scenery was like no other. Trees on rolling hills as far as the eye can see. The view was unbelievable and so was the fact that he actually made the move. Morgan was told plenty of times he would amount to nothing, but his family always showed him the love and support that allowed him to follow his dreams. The dream of being Champion of the World one day.
His first dream was to make it to the 2008 Olympics. He was focused on getting in the best shape, perfecting his craft and saw this as an opportunity to have a head start in the boxing game.

The greatest tragedy is not death, but life without purpose

Morgan continued on composing an amatuer record of 45-12. Losses that were clearly in favor of the hometown opponent. But decisions that would toughen his skin and fuel his fire only became motivation to be that much better. Morgan fought all over the country and with every bout gained more fans. Fans that appreciated his boxing style. Although an amateur, he portrayed himself as a professional. Quick jabs, a slow and steady pace and skills that were not unnoticed and became highly respected by spectators. After winning two title tournaments, him and his coach finally made the choice of turning pro.

However, before Morgan ever stepped into the ring he had already been fighting.
Not just physical battles, often times defending others, but personal ones as well. Morgan left school in his Junior year and had a run in with drinking and drugs that was quickly leading him down a path of destruction. Morgan struggled with the loss of 9 friends in a two year span. With two of his best friends
taking their own lives, Morgan felt the pressure of life
more
        than
                 ever.

    Tossing around different choices for his future between working as a deckhand on a tugboat, focusing on his music that he had written and produced or giving it a go in the ring. Morgan decided to finally join boxing. A choice that would forever change his life.
     Morgan started training in a small shed with a man and longtime associate named Elzie Verdin. Traveling daily on a back road that aligned with the bayou, on a mission to learn the sport. One heavy bag hung in the tight space but Morgan's skill was undeniable and no matter the space or conditions he would train with one goal in mind...winning! Elzie not only taught important lessons in boxing, but in life also. Morgan would see the glimmer in Elzie's eyes after all those years and knew you really had to love the sport or you would never make it; as a Champion that is!

    Unfortunatly, plans don't always work out like you anticipate, and an old injury decided to resurface once Morgan's body was put through vigorous training. The only option was surgery and his Olympic dreams were shattered. He had to recover and rehabilitate for one year. In his down time Morgan continued to write and produce music. His love for rap/hip hop never died, it only became therapy through his recovery period. With easy access to his studio in his basement song after song was created. Even though Morgan could spend night and day in there his first love began to overshadow once again.
    In the meantime Morgan's second daughter Harmony Shae was born and his life had meaning all over again. With the drive to succeed even greater now, back to the gym it was. Day in and day out he pushed to be better than the day before. Winning was all he had in mind and training hard would lead to that. Everyday a strict regimen of running, working out, hitting the bags and mitts. Swimming, sparring, and intense sessions became a weekly ritual. Becoming a top amateur would lay a concrete foundation for moving up the ranks quickly.
    Morgan always was the type that wanted to help someone out, give support to those that needed it, make people laugh, and overall bring peace and unity. He was allowed to showcase those attributes in Tom's gym World Class and his youth program Stay Off the Streets. In return, the fire stayed lit and Morgan wanted to be in the ring more than ever. Realizing that he loved the sport and everything it did for him. It brought discipline and a meaning to life that he yearned for.