LAS VEGAS–Manny Pacquiao is going downhill like a ski racer. Manny Pacquiao’s personal and professional lives are a shambles. Pacman has one foot on a slick banana, the other on a roller skate. His fall is imminent. He and wife Jinkee argued in Las Vegas. He got mad at Alex Ariza who told him to go to bed and rest. He threw a cell phone in anger at a wall in his suite. This wasn’t a scene from “Bedtime For Bonzo.” The gossip mavens are working overtime, saying that Megamanny and Jinkee have gone more rounds than the 36 rounds in three fights that Pacquiao has fought against Juan Manuel Marquez. Oh, and don’t forget the horrible leg cramps afflicting Pacman in both the Mosey and Marquez fights now. What’s that all about anyway? Did we mention his time-consuming distractions, such as his weekly TV game show and his Congressional duties and cockfighting derbies and poolhall tournaments? It’s amazing that MP can spare the time to do roadwork, to report to the gym and to do some conditioning exercises. And there’s the bloated gang of freeloaders who he supports for no apparent reason other than loyalty. Time to chop the roster of leeches down to an absolute minimum. Manny should not pay seven guys to put his socks on every morning. That’s a two man job at best.
