Pacquiao training in Mexico like Dracula at blood bank

Michael Marley It’s like having Dracula as the special guest at a blood bank. Those won't be chicken bones Drac is sucking on. It's like taking a prison to Abu Ghraib and telling him he will really enjoy the surfing nights. It’s the same as having fans of opposing teams sit in the Oakland Raiders end zone nut job section. It’s like having Sarah Palin (rhymes with failing) speak in front of the white wine liberals on Martha’s Vineyard. It’s like inviting Harvard Professor Henry Louis Gates over to a cop bar on a Fraternal Order of Police party night. It’s insane, that’s what it is, having the Mexicutioner, Manny Pacquiao, train in the Otomi mountains of Mexico for his Nov. 14 bout against Miguel Cotto of Puerto Rico. Pacquiao, the guy who mastered Erik Morales. Pacquaio, the guy who battered Marco Antonio Barrera. Pacquiao, bandito with boxing gloves who dropped Juan Manuel Marquez to the floor four times in two bouts. I mean, what’s next having the Boston Strangler show people how to do the Heimlich Maneuver? I am choking up here. Next thing you know they will have Panama Lewis and Antonio Margarito’s trainer Javier Capetillo giving seminars on how to honestly wrap a fighter’s hands. Or Paris Hilton and Linsey Lohan will take their party hearty selves to a nunnery and sign up for a balck and white habit. On the surface, it sounds insane having Pacman train in the country which he has tortured by beating its best boxers. But it’s a actually a sound idea. The Mexican will embrace Pacquiao. One reason is that Mexicans and Filipinos, both once under the rule of Spain, are ethnic cousins anyway. The biggest reason is that Mexicans love the sport of boxing and warmly embrace any excellent practitioner of the sport. Once in Mexico City, I met native soccer superstar Hugo Sanchez. I asked him if his popularity compared to that of Mexican ring idol Julio Cesar Chavez. Sanchez laughed and then graciously told me he might be in second place but that his country’s love for El Gran Campeon could not be matched. The Otomi mountains served as hallowed training grounds for the great champion from Culiacan, Sinaloa. Now they can make way for another Hall Of Famer, a first cousin from the Philippines. Viva Mexcio! Viva Philippines! Mayweather claimed he loves Mexico but he never trained there. This news might really send Juan Ma over the cliff or should I say the Otomi mountains? Now Pacman and Pacmania is invading his homeland. My sombrero is packed and ready to go. lmao!