The fight that no one wants to pay for but everyone kind of wants to see, if only to laugh as Floyd Mayweather Jr. beats the stuffing out of Conor McGregor, is Saturday. We all know that this is going to be a shit show of epic proportions. It most likely won’t even be remotely entertaining.
Mercifully, the Mayweather-McGregor Press Extravaganza From Hell is reaching its conclusion this evening, after a week of toxic shit talking and a week of general stupid bullshit. Yesterday’s lowlight was McGregor bragging about how having a big dick made him half-black before humping the air as a tribute to his…
Look, I understand that Floyd Mayweather Jr. and Conor McGregor have to sell tickets to this sham disguised as an evenly contested boxing match, but Thursday’s New York City appearance at the Barclays Center just took boxing into racist theatrics that would make even the WWE cringe.
My favorite boxer is Rocky Balboa. Sure, he’s a fictional character played by Sylvester Stallone, but outside of Mike Tyson appearing in those Hangover movies, Balboa’s pretty much the only thing I’ve ever liked about boxing. That is until this Floyd Mayweather and Conor McGregor fight.
The Floyd Mayweather-Conor McGregor spectacle officially began Tuesday as the two fighters kicked off their four-stop tour in Los Angeles to promote Mayweather’s Aug. 26 brutal assault of the MMA fighter.
Floyd “Money” Mayweather Jr. is rich. Superrich. He’s also really shallow and vapid. As such, he has 100 girlfriends and almost as many cars. It’s hard to keep up with the reported $700 million he’s made during his fight career, but at one point, Mayweather was burning $100 bills in the club.
The biggest fight that no one cares about and yet everyone cares about is finally happening. Unbeaten and undisputed pound-for-pound greatest boxer, and arguably all-around horrible person, Floyd Mayweather will be fighting some white Irish UFC guy on Aug 26.