They idle hands are the Devil’s workshop but how about the blazing hands of undefeated Floyd Mayweather Jr.
I don’t think I will offend anyone or get nominated for either a Wurlitzer or Pultizer Prize by stating that Mayweather’s handlers need to cut his so called year-long, May to May vacation short pronto.
This attention junkie can’t stand seeing Manny Pacquiao being so much in the limelight, especially in the positive limelight that the Congressmanny from Sarangani has been enjoying.
None of Pacman’s quotes will be immortalized in Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, to be sure, but the Pinoy Idol does not open mouth, insert his Nike boxing boots, either.
Mayweather, meanwhile, runs amok with racist, ethnic and homophobic blasts on UStream that make intelligent folks scream and then follows up with a Three Stooges style “apology.”
Al Haymon needs to line up a boxing match for his top meal ticket quick, fast and in a hurry.
Now Las Vegas cops are skeptical about domestic assault charges made by Jose Harris, a combination “Baby Mama” and “Hoochie Mama” who has lied to them before about Mayweather whacking her around like a paid sparring partner.
But LV Metro investigators are duty bound to follow it up especially after Harris went to a hospital right after calling 911.
Some guys know how to chill on a vacation. Maybe Mayweather should’ve gone to the tropics with singer Chili, a supposed flame, but he didn’t.
His sitting idle in his self named Big Boy Mansion will only lead to more predicaments.
If Mayweather’s people needed a wakeup call, Ms. Harris, no matter the veracity of her allegations, has provided same.
Otherwise, we might soon have trainer and uncle Roger Mayweather’s domestic violence trial going into a Clark County courtroom, which it is in October, as a co-feature to a L’il Floyd trial on similar charges.
Just because Harris lied back in 2003 and then recanted does not mean she can’t be telling the truth now.
