Mayweather Vs. Marquez: The Aftermath

Congratulations Floyd Mayweather. You defeated a guy who admitted to drinking his own urine as a way of conserving nutrients in preparation of a fight. I'm sure this is a huge accomplishment to you, but everyone else in the world thought this victory was a forgone conclusion.

Not only was the final result obvious to those who care, but so was the strategy involved. Nobody expected a TKO. Which is okay, because that's exactly what didn't happen. Floyd "My Favorite Hobby is Counting My Money" Mayweather picked apart Juan "I Drive a Stick, Not Manuel" Marquez, and won by unanimous decision. In Laymen's terms: Floyd came out of retirement just to beat the breaks off that fool.

Question: what was the point anyone buying this pay per view, if the majority of fans(casual and otherwise) expected Marquez be become just another victim of the Money Train? Even the a potential upset, why should I have gone to my Friend's fight party and pretended I cared about seeing an ego maniac go against a guy who should have worn a name tag during the entire fight?

That's my major gripe when it comes to professional boxing. You have certain competitors who make it a point to give "opportunity" to lesser competition. They do this either because they don't want to fight a sibling(see the Klitschko brothers), or because they are outright scared of fighters who pose as a real challenge.

Fact of the matter is, boxing won't become relevant again till people like Floyd "Mo Money, Mo Money, Mo Money" Mayweather stop ducking fights, and give people what they really want.

Nobody was clamoring to see Marquez against Mayweather. Shane Mosley is a much bigger name, and this match up should have happened at least once already.And what about Pacquiao? If a guy insists on telling everyone how great he is, it would be in his best interest to prove it against other top names who aren't just local super stars.

No disrespect to Marquez though. The commercials I saw advertising this fight made it sound like he was huge in Mexico, and this would be his coming out party. If Mayweather is really big time, it would be beneath him to fight somebody who was on the come up, because then he would be used as a stepping stone if Marquez picked up a victory. Marquez should have to earn his stripes world wide before getting the chance to step up against Money May.

For a guy who runs his mouth a lot, Mayweather sure does have trouble when it comes to making sense. It would be easy to blast Money on his comments about being a megastar if he were white instead of black. I could state the obvious by pinning his over the top boastfulness as the soul reason he can't transcend beyond his dieing sport.

Oh wait a minute, I could be wrong about that though. Money did a few things with World Wrestling Entertainment this past year. That sounds a good way to get professional boxing back to the forefront; Participate in a fixed fight against a 7 foot tall monster who would probably toss your scrawny tail into the cheap seats in a real confrontation. That's genius, Money!

He also made a few rap songs. Kobe Bryant and Shaq did the same thing, and look at how popular those two athletes have become! Some would say it was their achievements in basketball that made them. It could be Shaq's 3 albums that skyrocked him to being such a successful person. Think about that(or just laugh, because Shaq's rapping is terrible).

Really, the only thing Money hasn't done yet is conduct an interview in front of his house, while working out, like Terrell Owens. He should have signed his glove after the Marquez fight, and threw it to one of his fans in attendance. At least then he would get free publicity and daily rants from ESPN's resident bitter old coot, Skip Bayless.

I could probably provide my services to the higher ups at the World Boxing Association/Organization/whatever. That's right, I'm giving you an opportunity to pay me a handsome sum of money, to echo the cries of change that casual and hardcore boxing fans have been asking for for years. Lets get this contract worked out. Holla at cha boi!