Forgive me if I sound like a crotchety old-timer, but what the hell has happened to boxing? What we saw Saturday night was not the boxing I grew up with. Back then guys, you know...boxed. They were aggressive. They fought like their paycheck depended on it. Mayweather's didn't, and that clearly took away any incentive he might have had to actually fight. He has a defensive style, sure. But he looked completely shook in the ring on Saturday, refusing to throw counter punches, no matter how many times Pacquiao pressed him.
Boxing is dead. Time of death: about 1 a.m. EST, May 3, 2015.
On to more uplifting thoughts. Like Miss April 2014, the exquisite Ms. Shanice Jordyn:
Let's go.
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