Queens of the Ring: How Katie Taylor and Amanda Serrano Changed Boxing Forever
- Elizabeth MacBey
- 7 hours ago
- 3 min read
There’s nothing like the adrenaline rush of a boxing match.
The crowd roared. Gloves colliding. That split second before the bell rings, where everything goes silent - and then chaos.
On July 11, Katie Taylor and Amanda Serrano stepped into the ring at Madison Square Garden for the third time. Not just to settle a score, but to make a statement. In front of a sold-out crowd and a global Netflix audience, they closed out the most important trilogy in women’s boxing history, with Taylor winning by majority decision (97-93, 97-93, 95-95).
But this wasn’t just about belts. It was about grit, legacy, and shutting up every hater who ever said women’s boxing doesn’t sell.

Two Titans, One Legacy
Katie Taylor, the pride of Ireland, once had to disguise herself as a boy just to get a shot at the sport. She’s now a two-division undisputed champion, Olympic gold medalist, and the architect of modern women’s boxing. She entered the ring in a regal Irish robe, ready to fight for more than just a win; she was fighting for home.

Amanda Serrano, the Puerto Rican warrior, didn’t walk her way into history; she fought for it. A seven-division world champ with a 47-4-1 record and 31 KOs, she’s one of the most dangerous punchers boxing has ever seen. Fierce, emotional, and loud in her pride.

Together, they’ve headlined arenas, made history, and raised the bar for everyone in combat sports.
The Final Fight

This third bout was less about brutality and more about brilliance. It was a chess match between two masters. Both landed 70 punches, but Taylor’s precision gave her the edge. Serrano pressured. Taylor countered. Round after round, it was technical, tense, and deeply emotional.
It might not have been their most dramatic bout, but it was their most meaningful. It was the kind of fight that gets your heart racing and makes you want to shadowbox in your living room. It reminded everyone watching, that this is what it looks like when women own the moment.
Why It Mattered

This wasn’t just another fight. This was proof.
Proof that women can headline major cards. That they can move crowds, draw millions of viewers, and deliver on every level - skill, story, spectacle.
At the end of the day, this wasn’t a great women’s fight; it was a great fight, period. What made it impressive wasn’t their gender, but their grit, skill, and sheer ferocity in the ring.
What It Means for Them

For Katie, this was the moment she’d waited her whole life for, to stand on the biggest stage and finish her greatest rivalry with her hands raised. She’s hinted at one final fight in Croke Park, back in Ireland. If so, this trilogy was her curtain call, and she nailed it.
For Amanda, the loss stung. She broke down in the post-fight interview, but not out of regret. It was the release of everything she’s carried. The years of being overlooked. The grind. The way she’s had to fight harder than most just to be seen. Her tears weren’t defeat - they were pride.
What It Means for Us
Watching these two go to war felt personal. Not just because they’ve earned our respect, but because in them, we see ourselves.
Every young girl who’s been told she’s too soft.
Every athlete who’s been underpaid, undervalued, or underestimated.
Every woman who’s been asked to prove herself twice as hard for half the recognition.
Watching Katie and Amanda lace up, block out the noise, and fight like hell makes you want to step into your own arena — whatever that looks like. It reignites something in you: a sense of power, belief, and the reminder that working in silence and staying ready always pays off. These two are the embodiment of resilience and grit. And no — this isn’t about them being women. It’s about them being elite fighters, full stop.
That’s what real role models do. They don’t just inspire you. They ignite you.
Final Bell

Taylor vs. Serrano wasn’t just a trilogy. It was a transformation.
A blueprint for how women’s boxing, and women’s sports as a whole, can thrive when given the space and the spotlight.
Although there was only one winner that night, they were both champions. Architects of a sport, and proof that greatness doesn’t need permission.
And if this was the end of their shared journey, what a hell of a way to go out.