KTFO. KTFO. KTFO. No, it’s not the call letters of a radio station west of the Mississippi. It stands for Knocked The Freak Out. It’s the disastrous ring result that the mentally fragile to begin with Floyd Mayweather fears most. It’s the phobia behind the psychosis in back of the verbal spitballs Mayweather keeps tossing at his Boogie Man, Manny Pacquiao. History tells us what Floyd Patterson did when ogre Charles “Sonny” Liston destroyed him in one brutal round. Patterson took to wearing disguises in public, to putting on a fake bear and wearing goofy hats to camouflage himself from the public. Patterson had nothing to be embarrassed about but he thought he did. Now I’m not saying Mayweather would have to be put on suicide watch if he fought and got defeated by the Pinoy Idol but it might be the unknown reaction which is fogging up Mayweather’s normally ultra competitive mind. Mayweather wants to leave boxing as another Rocky Marciano. Don’t knock The Rock as the Brockton Blockbuster retired with a perfect, 49-0 record. Is leaving the ring with his precious “0” intact more important to Mayweather, 33 and perhaps beginning to feel aches and pains throughout his body that he never felt in younger years, than rising up to meet the biggest threat to his status? Is there even a sliver of doubt–by the way, I cannot see Pacman beating Money May any way other than by KO or TKO–that Mayweather is seriously tempted now to use the random blood drug testing issue as his exit visa from an obligation to fight Manny?
Is this Mayweather’s primal fear, going mano a mano with Megamanny? (Pacland) Floyd wants fans to think he stands on the high moral ground, that he is the lamplighter for good, clean boxing. As our UK friends might say, it’s a load of bollocks. Now, with drug test expert and former BALCO nemesis Dr. Don Catlin saying publicly that random blood testing is not feasible for pro sports, not workable outside the heavily confined Olmypic Games purview, Mayweather’s “fighting to be drug free in competition” flag is tattered. Stop waving that artificial banner all over the place, you big disgrace Floyd. Find another off ramp from a Pacman bout if you must but we all see through this one. Truth Serum, Sodium Pentothal (Abbott Laboraties Trademark) Pacquiao would take a defeat to Mayweather, or anyone else for that matter, hard. He would go into a mental slump but then rebound quickly as long as he knew he had given his all. And Pacquiao, unlike Businessman Special Floyd who loafed his way through half of his bout against Oscar de la Hoya, always give it his all. It’s worth noting again that I constantly give Mayweather all props for his abundant skills and his glossy (but don’t look beyond the surface) record. But I would give him immense props if he just came out and spoke the truth about his hestiance to fight MP. He could say: “Fellas, I am in the twilight of a somewhat brilliant career. I can make $10 million by fighting a nearly age 40 Shane Mosley. I can make about that sum by fighting Chuck E. Cheese or Kenny Breathe, any tomato can out there. “It’s risk/reward. My precious jewel, my professional diamond, is my no losses record. My “0” does not have to go so why should I take the chance of slipping on a Pacquiao banana peel? I might skid. My skid might became a crash and burn. I don’t want to hear that pest Lampley shrieking, “Down goes Mayweather! Down goes Mayweather!” That would be my worst nightmare! “My most prized possession would be in danger. I don’t have to go there, I will make the $40 million in smaller gulps against guys I am certain cannot possibly beat me. “I am leaving boxing with my “0.” When I go, it goes with me.” But there may not be enough truth serum, a high enough dosage of sodium pentothal, in the world to induce that honest and revealing statement from the always flapping Mayweather mouth. His lips are sealed except for his nonsensical spitballs. May I remind you, Floyd, of the old saying? Your incoherent blathering…your slaps at Pacquiao… You’re throwing spitballs at a battleship, son.
