Mike Tyson vs David Jaco 11.01.1986

The crowd at the Empire State Plaza Convention Center barely had time to take their seats before the whirlwind that is Mike Tyson dismantled another opponent with ruthless precision. On a chilly Albany night, Tyson improved to 16-0 — all wins coming by way of knockout — by dispatching seasoned journeyman David Jaco in just 2 minutes and 16 seconds of the first round.

Jaco, a rugged veteran with a resume that included a knockout over then-unbeaten Razor Ruddock, was brought in as a test. What he got instead was a front-row view of boxing’s most terrifying force of nature in the making. From the opening bell, Tyson pounced like a panther, closing distance with menace and bobbing beneath Jaco’s reach advantage.

Just nine seconds in, Tyson’s opening left hand set the tone, shaking Jaco’s balance. A whipping right hook forced the taller man back, and the tone quickly turned from competitive to survival. At just 51 seconds into the round, a left hook dropped Jaco to all fours. He rose, only to be floored again moments later by another Tyson signature shot.

Still, Jaco showed the grit that once earned him wins over notable prospects. Rising again, he attempted to clinch and smother Tyson’s attack, but the 19-year-old prodigy wasn’t to be denied. Tyson tore through Jaco’s defences with vicious uppercuts and a final short right that sent Jaco down for the third time — prompting the referee to wave it off.

Jaco, who earned $5,000 for his brief night’s work — more than $36 per second — reflected later that the payday changed his life. But on this night, the ring belonged solely to Mike Tyson. Each outing adds more weight to the whispers that the young heavyweight from Catskill may soon become a global phenomenon.

While Jaco would go on to share the ring with some of boxing’s most iconic names — including Foreman, Morrison, and Douglas — few encounters would be as quick or as brutal as his brush with “Iron Mike.”

The heavyweight division may not know it yet, but a storm is coming — and it wears black trunks, 217 pounds of muscle, and the cold eyes of destiny. Tyson isn’t just beating opponents; he’s rewriting the script on how rising contenders are supposed to look. And he’s doing it one knockout at a time.