I look at most major boxing fights nowadays as a pickup basketball game at the Y.
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Timothy Bradley is taking life’s journey seriously, following the idea that our legacy should be etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about us.
It has come to this when Floyd Mayweather Jr. fights: The only things missing are Bill Murray, Andie MacDowell and a groundhog. It’s the same thing, over and over. The same hype, the same buildup, the same outclassed opponents.
Logic is boring. It lacks emotion and creativity and imagination. But it sure makes sense when Floyd Mayweather Jr. talks Saul “Canelo” Alvarez.
If you click on the website, you immediately hear the theme song from “Rocky IV,” one that talks about there being no easy way out, no shortcut home, that some things are worth fighting for, that giving in can’t be wrong.
And on the first matchup of a six-fight contract with CBS/Showtime that could earn Floyd Mayweather Jr. $200 million over the next 30 months, we learned a few things:
In those times over the past few years when media from all dots on a global map heard from Robert Guerrero’s people, I would think of the Inyo National Forest, which covers parts of California and Nevada and stretches some 2 million acres.
Whew. I’m sure glad Dr. Robert Voy’s prognosis that day in June 2012 proved wrong. So is boxing.