
On Saturday night, unparalleled loud mouth and cheap shot artist Floyd Mayweather, Jr. extended his career record to 43-0 after he defeated Miguel Cotto (37-3) by unanimous decision (118-110, 117-111, 117-111) at the MGM Grand in Las Vegas. Since I’m not much of a boxing guy – all my boxing is of the foxy variety – I had to depend on Twitter for fight analysis, and words used to describe Mayweather’s victory included surgical and diabolical, while I just saw things as punchy and huggy.
But the big difference between Mayweather and Cotto came before the fight even began, as the pugilists made their way to the ring with their respective entourages. Cotto came to the ring with his son, a respectable tribute to the inspiration he provides to his own flesh and blood. Mayweather, on the other hand, was joined by Lil Wayne, 50 Cent and… Justin Bieber?
Who says that boxing has forgotten the 13-year old female demographic?




If you don’t like pro wrestling, you may not understand the near-constant, terrible game of mental chess going on in the heads of its fans.
