Floyd Mayweather: "Paper" ChampionWritten by Marc Livitz
(Image courtesy of Showtime)
Granted, the man is an exceptional pugilistic talent, but the tag of "The Best Ever" is either a complete dishonor towards those who have painstakingly paved the way for fighters such as himself or a finger in the eye towards those who have been fans of boxing for so many years.
To further illustrate this writer's noble grievances from a previous article against Mr. Mayweather: His tactics to halt the charge of Marcos "El Chino" Maidana last Saturday night could easily be viewed as cold feet (or numb fingers) in regard of the amount of clinches and holds he administered.
Some may have been waiting for Floyd to actually stomp on Maidana's foot and loudly exclaim, "No!"
The methods he used to such a degree have resulted in disqualifications aplenty for several fighters. It's not the NFL or NBA, where the referee only sees the reaction and not the initial infraction. Rather, referee Kenny Bayless saw it all. He often or simply ignored what took place in front of him until the sports "cash cow" was given a piece of his own medicine, Gaucho style.
The fight didn't deliver (at all) and many of us would have had a better time playing a game of "Pong" on an old Atari 2600.
Pong was one of the first video games to reach mainstream popularity. The aim is to defeat an opponent in a simulated table-tennis game by earning a higher score. The game was originally manufactured by Atari Incorporated (Atari), who released it in 1972.
Not that we've ever seen a cow evade being touched as much as Floyd did.
Floyd Mayweather, Jr. is a paper champion. He's not so in the normal definition of the social tag. Rather, he's motivated by paper (greenish white paper) and he's acknowledged more than once that legacy doesn't pay the bills.
His ring walk last Saturday was without its pompadour (Bieber's ridiculous hair) and circumstance as he walked towards the center of the arena in reptilian garb. Does PETA need to get involved here alongside so many other organizations that have called for Floyd's day of reckoning? That's not important right now.
Just remember the way he fought Maidana last May.
Perhaps some of us were hoping for a repeat performance in terms of the action we witnessed as “Money” was made to earn his paycheck.
Of course, that is if thirty six minutes of ring work merits ten figures worth of shekels.
In the end, maybe we were indeed wrong to not take Floyd for his word when he said that his output was to please the fans. If this holds true, then it goes without saying that it’s too late to realize that we were in for another “Mayweather vs. Baldomir” performance. Marcos Maidana at the very least made off with the highest payday of his career, yet he’d likely roll it all up into a giant spit wad if it meant he could have had a more legitimate shot at Floyd. He may as well have worn pompoms.
There was no epic throwdown in the spirit of Maidana’s bouts with Erik Morales or Amir Khan.
Maybe we should be glad that Floyd never faced some of the opponents he was accused of ducking, such as Paul Williams or Antonio Margarito.
Those two respective boxers are now in the past and have two distinctly different paths, but most of us remember the time when they were in the forefront of the Mayweather sweepstakes in Floyd’s “pre Money” days.
Mayweather could have easily taken the same approach and treated the bout more like a pat down than a fight.
Many of us felt quite finagled late Saturday evening (for those of us in the western hemisphere). We paid up to seventy five big ones to see this garbage. That amount could have been a credit card payment, an internet bill or something more important than this. Floyd’s the first to thank the fans but he’ll likely never ask us if we have been entertained. We did it, though because we love boxing, plain and simple.
One high point of this writer’s evening is one which is worth sharing.
The ten or so guests who had visited were mostly newbies when it came to the sport, yet all of them knew of Floyd “Money” Mayweather. Just before the main event was set to begin, I decided to record it but I didn’t want to hit the record button. The reason for this was that if I’d done so, then the entire telecast could have been taped. I was just looking for the last bout to save. So, I took the remote and moved one channel downward.
I thought it would simply be the standard definition telecast, at which time I could quickly switch back to the HD channel and record away.
Seconds felt like days when a blackened screen appeared one channel to the south as the room erupted in laughter.
It was not “Mayhem: Mayweather vs. Maidana II” which appeared on the screen. By stark raving contrast, a triple X feature (title only) dominated the banner at the top of the screen and I couldn’t get back to the fight quickly enough.
At least something brought down the house that night.-------------------------------------------------------------