The Pacquiao vs Mayweather fight will be resurrected eventually, we know that.
It was too oh so too close to fruition, oh so, so flush with the mother’s milk of boxing, money, yet oh so hook us all up to the butt kicking machine flushed away by the scourge of mankind through the ages, the destructive hubris of vain men who should know better.
The nature the resurrection takes will depend on the settlement of the lawsuit Manny Pacquiao filed against Golden Boy Promotions, CEO Richard Schaefer, Floyd Mayweather Sr., and his son, Floyd Mayweather Jr for libel, slander and defamation. This is a serious lawsuit with some seriously, top shelf lawyers crossing sharp legal briefs with a King’s ransom worth of damages and reputations at stake.
Boxing fans, of course, prefer the good fight in the ring rather than the legal posturings and maneuvers in the courtroom, but it is what it is, so, we move on to the consolation bouts, Pacquiao vs Clottey and Mayweather vs TBA.
With a bit of grace and perhaps some bolts of lightning from some big left hands, both Manny and Floyd will emerge victorious come March 13 so that cooler, more reasoned minds can move to settle the lawsuit out of court.
Surely the good will of a fair settlement would prime the pump of The Fight of the Millennium again so that contracts can be locked in place and the fighters properly primed and loaded into the breech of fistic history?
Well, the fight business is not always a sure thing however. One would think even a den of thieves could come to a mutual agreement over such magnificent spoils, but seldom is the case when any of the parties threatens to upend the whole pot into the roiling maelstrom of life.
Make no mistake, it is ultimately no more than the misguided posturing that each have assumed that has shelved this classic for the ages. Both fighters have their supporters who have already waged the good fight in message forums across the world with a blizzard of hard hitting posts. For the sake of argument, let us assume there is merit in both points of view, after all, the terms were quickly agreed to save the minor details of a single niggling blood test that apparently means more than all the riches in the world.
Gonna be frank here and speak for every man, woman, and child scrambling for a crumb out on the mean streets of this world, the word is out that Manny is afraid of a blood test and that Floyd is afraid to fight someone who might be a threat to his unbeaten record.
Did we hear that right?
Hey, I’m just sayin’ what everyone knows is out there. We, the unwashed masses don’t care about the niggling, numbing details anymore. Just make it happen, The Good Fight, The Fight of the Millennium.
We only have need for a single momentous marker to stamp where we were in our formative years long after you have ascended into The Great Pantheon of Immortals.
Make it happen, and I guarantee, win, lose, or draw, you gentlemen will be amazed and astounded at the public support and adoration, not to mention the remuneration ain’t too shabby neither.
“In Manny and Money we do trust.”