Floyd Mayweather Continues To Toy The Boxing World

By Reni M. Valenzuela - 02/28/2014 - Comments

It’s final, on May 3 at the MGM Grand or Barclay’s Center, square pegs in a round hole will stage a fight that the sport doesn’t warrant and the fans don’t crave, rather the people detest in light of the “Mayweather vs. Pacquiao.”

By picking Marcos Maidana over another undeserving boxer Amir Khan in a frolic of dolts, Floyd Mayweather Jr. continues to toy the boxing world. And certain jerks are just too happy to be toyed around and be used as conduit clowns to trip the gullible all over the planet, yet again.

Why can’t they make The Bout the people have long yearned to see? The clamor is persistent. The “Pacquiao-Mayweather” is not mere one fight. It is a fight against all that is wrong about boxing today.

How would a normal person react if he is forced to choose just between two costly but unpopular and unsavory recipes he doesn’t want to eat among several good options listed in the menu board of the same restaurant?

Hear what the so-called “experts” have to say about the “Mayweather vs. Maidana” scrap. Watch their reactions and then be entertained as you get to know each of them for how they reflect in un-tinted mirrors that surround them. Notwithstanding, let the PEOPLE POWER prevail, not “Jerks Power.”

Being part of a “pointless” game that aims to use you for some wicked end is in itself preposterous. But what about if you are cheated of the promised outcome after having been tripped to join the said game? That’s what happens when fools fool one another.

And that, my friends, is exactly what Money Floyd did to his innocent fans when he asked them to Twitter vote who between Khan and Maidana they want him to fight. Khan won by a comfortable margin yet Mayweather decided to fight Maidana – such a double smack. Floyd is his own boss, indeed. And you, the fans, are at his footstool, the willing slaves of his whims and swaggering indulgence.

Las Vegas boxing is not far from the brand of politics we have in my “democratic” country, the Philippines. Fernando Poe Jr. won by a landslide in the 2004 presidential election, but Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo emerged to be the “winner” to sit as the nation’s “legitimate” ruler for 6 more years. Hence, the “Mayweather-Maidana” possesses the quality or non-quality of a matchup to become the leading “Bogus Boxing Event” ever.

The sport belongs to you, the people. Without you there will be no boxing and there’ll be no dum-dum dollars that crocks would be interested about. None of those “outsiders” care about you and the Sweet Science. They are only after your money. You belong to the sport. They don’t. They belong to the zoo. You don’t.

The fights are on, but we have to ever say no to “Mayweather-Maidana” and “Pacquiao-Bradley II.” This is sad for Pacman because his only fault is Top Rank and his being a “yes man” to Bob Arum.
Stop the Mafia syndicates and their pundit disciples from fooling you. Let them continue to fool each other. Tolerate not their craze and maneuvering anymore. Unshackle your chain. Help the rascals out of the dreaded pit called “the love of money” by driving them back to their senses to gaze through the glass clearly and admit that boxing is first and foremost a sport, before it is racket or business.

POPLE POWER is the answer.

Be ever steadfast. Speak the language of crocks and crooks – money. Equate them to what they equate boxing to – money. Make your voice resound by not spending a dime to watch the bouts that toy the world, bouts that insult you, and bouts that “hypnotize” to rob you of your hard-earned bread. Move as one. Be heard. Cause Arum, Mayweather and those in their mold to realize that they are not “kings” – and that sovereignty resides in you, THE PEOPLE, with truth and Heaven by your side.

No modern-day King Ahab, Herod, Bonaparte, Pizarro, Pol Pot or Hitler can trample upon the power of a banded and heroic people whose cause is noble, worthy and pure.
You hold the key to saving the sport.

Stand your ground.

Be well.

renimvalezuela@yahoo.com