Mayweather script played true to form
THE script was done even before the deal was inked: Floyd Mayweather Jr. will win.
So, why fret at all?
Anyone believing it was for real doesn’t know boxing.
For Christ sakes, how many times have I told you that Conor McGregor was a UFC/MMA animal from Dublin, Ireland?
He’s been a beast from the cage tossed into a ring so unknown to him from Adam.
That’s like seeing a slave in the old Roman era thrown into a lion’s den: A sure sumptuous meal for the hungry king of the jungle.
Pitted against the greatest ring gladiator of
his time, seeing McGregor win against Mayweather was simply next to impossible.
Look, the fight was governed by boxing rules and nothing at all from McGregor’s mixed martial arts domain.
Stripped of his main weapons of destruction— feet, knees, elbows, arms and head—McGregor was nothing but dead meat for Mayweather.
The wisest ever to pop out of pugilism since Muhammad Ali, Mayweather allowed McGregor to “hit” him at will in the first three rounds. Well, that was Act 1. Act 2 was when Mayweather started pocket rebellions in the fourth, lasting up to the eighth. McGregor had no answer. But, of course. He was bereft of anything about the sweet science.
How can boxing’s rookie ever succeed against someone unbeaten in his first 49 fights?
But the circus master that he is for the longest time, Mayweather played along.
He allowed his script to drift three-fourth into the fight, else the crowd might stage a riot.
After firing bazookas in the ninth to set the stage for Act 3’s encore, Mayweather would next blast McGregor with M-16 shots to the face.
The referee, getting his cue, stopped the show and declared Mayweather the winner by TKO in 1:05 of the 10th.
“He was composed, composed, composed,” said McGregor of Mayweather after the farce.
He meant Mayweather composed a flawless script to the very end.
But if McGregor strayed into boxing and tried to insult the sport itself, blame it on the boxing gurus. Shame on them. Sheet, if not syet, to them. Leave Mayweather from the blame game, though. He just did his part—for the money. $300 million for an Oscar acting? Not bad.
And $70 million for McGregor’s cameo role? Not bad, either.
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