MANNY “Pacman” Pacquiao and Erik “El Terrible” Morales reprise their previous hostile meetings with a compelling year-end thriller certain to usher in a new set of boxing legends.
November 18th is the date of the final installment of this stirring Pacquiao-Morales trilogy with the Thomas and Mack Center in Las Vegas picked once more as the fight site—a roped-off hell where once the daring duo figured in a remarkable slugfest.
Manny and Erik split their first two duels but with the way the Pacman drubbed the Mexicano in their last session, and the severe beating he dealt another Mexicano, Oscar Larios at the Araneta Coliseum, he is the slight favorite in this long-awaited rubber bout.
Pacquiao has been on a tear lately while Morales has been inactive since he last faced the GenSan idol in a sensational ‘give-and-take’ match that ended in a tenth round knockout of the Tijuana native.
The same sustained action will be offered by both warriors when they conclude their three-fight setto with Manny expected to start early in order to surprise a notoriously late-going Erik.
Remember how it was when Pacquiao connected with his vigorous punches in that January melee? Morales, after getting nailed with perfectly timed counters, staggered to an impromptu cha-cha with his legs moving independently from his other body parts.
Sensing he had his man treed, Pacquiao cut loose with hard blows to send his fans roaring at the tenth round manhandling of the three-time champ, who had never been stopped during his storied reign .
So, it’s a tough job ahead for Erik as he tries to subdue Manny with his iron-fists, encased in his preferred ‘made in Japan’ gloves—a move that’ll surely warm the cockles of Manny’s huge fighting heart ‘ika nga.
With four months to go before this ardently awaited rematch, the question being asked by many: Can the irrepressible Manny repeat over a determined and focused Erik?
Can Manny—being a devious practitioner of this manly art—score another scintillating kayo?
Great fighters like Pacquiao are insidious once they go for the kill. But can he con Morales into watching out for his left—only to run smack into a mind-boggling right, as what happened in their bloody rematch?
You bet he will.
The final pairing of arguably the best super-featherweights in the universe is an extraordinary twelve-rounder which has all marks of a brutal brawl among carnassial-toothed cats in a back alley.
The winner gets to be richer—but of course. Needless to say, the loser slips into irrelevance.
