He thinks he’s leading a revolution in boxing.
He thinks he is, or he wants us to think he is, “Mister Clean.”
He’s the field general, commanding the troops into the endless war against drug cheating by fighters.
His name is Floyd Mayweather Jr., and I’ve got a depressing news flash for him. Behind his back, while he was looking into the horizon and focusing on Manny Pacquiao as a dirty dog, there have been major desertions in Mayweather’s reform movement.
This may be a volunteer army and, if so, I foresee Mayweather fighting by himself going forward.
Even his self chosen promoter, Golden Boy, has left the fistic foxhole and hightailed it as fast as possible away from the battle scene.
Yes sir, General Mayweather has no lieutenants, no sargeants, not even a buck private asnwering his battle cry.
Yes, steroid cheater and Golden Boy VP Sugar Shane Mosley agreed to random blood and urine testing–be prepared for a knock on your Big Bear Lake training camp door at midnight, my man–but it seems as though no other boxers are enlisting in Mayweather’s cause.
“I want to clean up sports, period,” Mayweather told Jamie Foxx on his Sirius satelitte radio program in which the funnyman/singer/actor sucked up to “Money” almost as much as I do to Megamanny.
Hey, I said almost, Foxx needs more practice and better kneepads.
“It’s not just boxing,” Mayweather said.
Then Mayweather goes into a nonsensical rap about how boxing abandoned the same day weigh in (a stupid move by the way) and demands HIV tests.
“Out with the old, in with the new,” Crusader Mayweather spouted.
“I’m making a stand in my sport.”
