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  • The Last Man Standing Part II

    As promised, the second part of my Last Man Standing series. Some of you may have read my piece on Lennox Lewis, if not, you can find it here: http://www.boxingscene.com/forums/sh...d.php?t=684994

    This is the conclusion of what I always meant as a two parter, linked to another fighter and another career. Another last man standing.

    The Last Man Standing Part II



    “All Roads lead to Floyd Mayweather.”


    It’s May 2nd, the date millions of boxing fans around the world had hoped for, for half a decade. Millions more were tuning in, pulled in by the gravity of the situation and the force of the two personas involved. There is Manny Pacquiao, a once raging typhoon, now a domesticated drizzle. Opposite him stands the wealthiest prize fighter that has ever lived, a defensive genius, even in the 39th year of his life. The bell rings and the collective breath that had been held for so long is unleashed in a long, wistful sigh. It’s on.

    Fast forward nearly two months and the memories of that night will go one of two ways, Mayweather fans will call it a masterpiece, a perfection of execution and maybe it was. The rest, boxing fans or casual observers alike will shake their heads and say, “It could have been more, it should have been more”. As a PPV extravaganza, Mayweather/Pacquiao is the greatest of them all but as a legitimate contest of skill, wits and guts, it doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what boxing can and has offered; yet one man was left standing victorious for the 48th time.

    Floyd Mayweather Jr. the son and nephew of perennial title contenders, was born into boxing. The gym has been his home for most of his life and that dedication to the athlete’s life has made him probably the fittest fighter over the age of 35 that there has ever been. His only real rival in the age stakes is Bernard Hopkins but even he had to struggle against younger, fresher opponents. Barring the odd night, Mayweather hasn’t had that struggle.

    “Everybody is blessed with a certain talent…you have to maximise it and push it to the limit.”


    On May 2nd Mayweather was the last of his cohort to stand as a true, undeniable world champion. His story runs parallel in many ways, to that of Lennox Lewis. He, the undisputed heavyweight champion, Mayweather the number one welterweight at the start of 2015. Lewis rose through the ranks, taking on a plethora of top level names in a depleted heavyweight division. More times than not, he won. Mayweather, over the course of a decade, has done the same at welterweight without ever tasting defeat.

    In November of 2005, Mayweather started his lengthy and celebrated run in the 147lb division with a convincing victory over the tough but vastly outgunned Sharmba Mitchell. In the next 12 months, Mayweather could add the IBF and WBC crowns to his waist, along with the ever coveted, increasingly mystical, lineal crown. In a brief span of time, Mayweather had shown the world that his slick skills could translate to the heavier division. All that was left, was a marquee name.

    Oscar De La Hoya, the then blockbuster king, called and Mayweather answered. The fight was set to be a PPV attraction, at a higher weight, which would make Mayweather a champion in a 5th weight class. The intrigue was there, as was the money. The fight itself felt flat at times, with the once Golden Boy pushing the action for most of the first 6 rounds. The second half of the fight was dictated by Mayweather’s superior back foot action. A split decision victory was called for in favour of the man labelled “Pretty Boy” who was now all about the “Money”.

  • #2
    The Last Man Standing Part II Contd.

    “I feel like everybody is against Floyd Mayweather. I don’t get any respect.”


    After the De La Hoya win, Mayweather became a certified box office hit. His fight against the ever popular Ricky Hatton attracted thousands of British fight fans, descending on Las Vegas like a loud, singing horde of locusts. Big money followed, as did retirement and a stint on TV. There was dancing and wrestling and guest appearances. To any one on the outside, it was obvious Mayweather had what he always wanted. Fame and fortune. However, when is that ever all that there is?

    As 2007 had come to a close, Miguel Cotto and Antonio Margarito had yet to destroy each other for welterweight supremacy and Shane Mosley still lingered on the out skirts of the top 2. Questions had always been asked of Mayweather’s opponents, names had been thrown out there, Paul Williams and Kostya Tszyu prime among them. Tszyu had lost and retired and Williams had outgrown welterweight division. Cotto, Margarito and Mosley were a different group, these were stars, legitimate big time players. The fights had to happen.

    As the months dragged on and Mayweather danced for votes, a little Filipino whirlwind from Sarangani province was starting to make a name for himself. He laid waste to what was left of De La Hoya and annihilated Ricky Hatton. 6 weight world champion. PPV attraction. Welterweight. All of a sudden his star out shone Cotto and Margarito, even Mosley too. Not only did the Pacman win, he won by knock out. The whispers turned to shouts and comparisons were made, not just to Mayweather but to past feuds, Ali-Frazier, Leonard-Hearns…the journalists started to write of a PPV fight that could be the biggest ever.

    Mayweather couldn’t have peace, even after he had spent 11 years solidifying his place as pound for pound number one and earned the millions he’d always craved. He felt disrespected, nay disowned. Not just by a few fans or writers but by the sport he had so loved. The comeback was on. Juan Manuel Marquez and Mosley followed. The doubts grew, the whispers hastened. Victor Ortiz? A brief return to light middle and the scalp of Cotto. Surely now? Three more years would pass, Guerrero and Maidana brought grumblings, murmurings, that dirty word, that hateful word, that spiteful word…coward.

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    • #3
      The Last Man Standing Part II Contd.

      “I’m not in this sport to say a guy can beat me.”


      In 2013, the 5th year of Mayweather’s comeback, things had started to look up. Mayweather took part in the biggest PPV fight of his life, the largest in the sport’s history at that point. The opponent a young, talented but ultimately flawed challenger in Saul “Canel” Alvarez. Two champions in the light middleweight division yet a catch weight below the limit. There were harsh words written but the grumblings never grew more than that.
      Pacquiao, the light to Mayweather’s supposed dark, had been knocked out. Cold. Face first. His great rival Marquez had jumped, laughed and roared with testosterone fuelled joy and anger. He called it justice.

      The fight with Pacquiao no longer seemed like the be all and end all of Mayweather’s career. The once unstoppable whirlwind had whimpered and died. It seemed Mayweather had taken on the best his cohort had to throw at him and one. Pacquiao, the last name missing had fallen into his own trap of rematches. Oh, what a difference a year makes. Pacquiao had emphatically avenged his loss to Bradley and looked great, not as good as he was at his best but good enough for the hype machine to kick into gear again.

      That same year Mayweather looked human, “Maybe he was beatable”, the whisper was small but it was there. Marcos Maidana, boxing’s resident caveman, crude but resourceful had given Mayweather 12 rounds from hell. In this writer’s eyes, he had possibly done enough to be credited with a draw. Mayweather like Lewis before him, had dipped his toes outside of his cohort and almost drowned. Maidana was younger, he wasn’t scarred with the wounds of battle like Cotto or Mosley or De La Hoya or Judah.

      Rematch, business as usual. Mayweather ended 2014 with revenge, not a completely resounding victory, as he had looked reluctant to trade, reluctant to stand, reluctant to fight. His hand speed and in ring know how had gotten him a win. Was Mayweather fading, like all great fighters before him? No matter, it was likely the Pacquiao fight was on and neither man was a spring chicken.

      Thus, we come full circle, back where we started. May 2nd. Two men, hundreds of millions of dollars but not much else. The fight happened far too late, of that there is no doubt. Mayweather won the match but he didn’t win too many hearts. Pacquiao lost and was made to look foolish, almost Haye-like in his excuses. It’s a lacklustre end to a fruitful run.

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      • #4
        The Last Man Standing Part II Conclusion

        There are still shadows, ever diminishing, that linger over Lewis’ two greatest victories; by 1999, Evander Holyfield was looked to be a spent force and it was then that Lewis took his undisputed spot. The Mike Tyson fight took place as the once fearsome fighter was no longer a force but rather a curious attraction. Mayweather’s greatest victories are shrouded in the same shadow but who knows, as time passes the shadows may subside.

        The egos and love for our favourites can override objective evaluation. Maybe in time, the facts and personal subjectivity will become merged into one and Mayweather’s wins will be just that, wins. Because that’s what he did best, he won. Of all those that debuted or were champions of his time, he is the only one who now stands, much like Lewis did at the turn of the century.

        This has been a tale of two different men, two different careers but similar minds. Men who perfected their own particular art and were not too bothered by what others wanted them to be. Not brawlers, not purveyors of senseless brutality, rather, perpetrators of the art of defence.
        The last words should be left to Mayweather himself, “There comes a time when money doesn’t matter”.

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        • #5
          buuump! A bit of shameless self promotion

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