Floyd and Conor step up war of words in London
THE circus came to London yesterday as the double act who have been clowning around America, putting on a show of mutual belligerence, arrived on private jets. After you, Floyd. No, after you Connor. F you, Mayweather. F you, McGregor. Not that it matters. Not come fight night on that glittering Las Vegas strip on August 26. Floyd Mayweather spelled out the reality with crystal clarity. ‘It’s kill or be killed,’ he said, before adding in reference to Irishman Conor McGregor’s mixed martial arts defeats: ‘What I do know is I don’t quit.’ The 11,000 free tickets to watch them go through this routine at Wembley Arena were snaffled while the pair were mid-air somewhere between Los Angeles, Toronto and New York. For the fourth night running, two fighters who are about to become hundreds of millions of dollars even richer had them roaring in the aisle. Many queued all afternoon to get a good position for the show of bombast, threats and stunts, which will fill the T-Mobile Arena in Vegas. Mayweather, 40, is never too shy to admit it’s all about the money, but next month he will go ahead with proving himself superior at boxing to 29-year-old McGregor, the biggest star of the UFC.