
Welterweight · Retired · Scotland
Kevin McIntyre
At a glance
- Born
- May 5, 1978 (age 48)
- Nationality
- Scotland
- Birthplace
- Paisley, Scotland, United Kingdom
- Division
- Welterweight
- Stance
- Southpaw
- Pro debut
- November 13, 1998
- Retired
- February 25, 2012
Story
Boxing Only · Updated Jul 8, 2026
Kevin McIntyre is a Scottish former professional boxer who operated chiefly at welterweight and also took important fights at light welterweight. Born on 5 May 1978 in Paisley, he was a southpaw, a rangy 5ft 10½in, and he boxed from 1998 to 2012. His professional record closed at 30 wins, 9 losses, and 0 draws, with 9 knockouts, plus one bout ruled a no-contest.
He began on 13 November 1998 at Thistle Hotel, stopping Ray Wood in the fourth round, and for a long stretch the pattern was familiar: steady work in and around Glasgow, learning his trade in public, and balancing boxing with a day job as a postman. Early defeats meant he was never sold as an unbeaten marvel. Still, he was toughened by that reality and improved the old-fashioned way, by showing up often, fighting regularly, and getting used to nights when things do not go smoothly.
By April 2002, he had taken a proper foothold domestically, winning the Scottish Area welterweight title over ten rounds against Craig Lynch. He then put together another run of wins, which included a points victory over Nigel Wright. In December 2003, he travelled to Manchester for his first shot at the British welterweight title, only to be stopped in the eighth by the reigning champion David Barnes. That was the first clear sign of the gap between “useful pro” and “domestic champion,” and a later attempt to force matters at light-welterweight went badly too: Wright stopped him in the first round of a British-title eliminator at Braehead Arena, and a further defeat to Gary Reid in 2006 left him with a year out of the ring.
The second act is where McIntyre’s name properly mattered. He returned in May 2007, then won the Celtic welterweight title by beating the previously unbeaten Tony Doherty. That carried him into the British title fight against the champion Kevin Anderson in Irvine in November 2007, and it turned into one of those shockers that leaves the favourite looking as though he has missed the appointment. McIntyre dropped Anderson early and won by a wide unanimous decision, the scores reading 120–107, 119–108 and 118–110, a one-sided night that was all the more striking because Anderson had been seen as a solid holder of the belt.
The rematch came quickly, on 29 February 2008 at Kelvin Hall, and McIntyre won again over twelve, this time with the scores 115–114, 117–112 and 117–112. It was not the same romp, but it confirmed the first result was not a fluke, and it marked the peak of his career, British champion at welterweight in the middle of Scotland’s own little boomlet of contenders around the weight. Then came the administrative bruising that boxers detest: injuries forced him out of planned defences, and he was stripped of the title in June 2008, leaving him to try to fight his way back into the picture rather than negotiate his way back.
When he finally met Kell Brook in November 2008, the contest was brutally brief. Brook, the younger man with the sharper gears, dropped him three times in the opening round, and the referee halted it inside the first two minutes, a reminder that a belt can change hands in a hurry and stay changed. McIntyre carried on boxing in the years that followed, resurfacing in the Prizefighter tournament at York Hall in June 2011, where he outboxed John Wayne Hibbert over three rounds before losing in the semi-final to Junior Witter, who put him down with a body shot. His last professional bout came on 25 February 2012 in Cardiff, where Frankie Gavin stopped him in the third round at 2:22 of the round.
McIntyre’s reputation was that of a stubborn, road-tested operator who could box when the mood and the moment were right, and who never quite fitted the neat, glossy prospect story. His legacy rests on that late surge in 2007 and 2008, when he took the British title off a respected champion and then defended it twice, on points, with a working man’s calm in the middle of the storm. He stepped away with a complete record, a British championship on the ledger, and the sort of career that looks ordinary until you remember how hard it is to win a Lonsdale Belt at any weight, and how easy it is to lose it.