By Dave Sholler - In the pampered lives of professional athletes, receiving criticism is rarely something they become accustomed to. Often the first to accept fans’ adoration, it’s no big secret that star athletes expect the same worship from members of their personal cliques as well.
Take Floyd Mayweather Jr. for example. Mr. Money has a few pals riding his jock nearly every time he breathes. If Floyd does 50 sit-ups, several members of his posse are sure to acknowledge his noteworthy abdominal achievement. Likewise, if Floyd decides to compete with Zab Judah in buying drinks at a posh bar, a Mayweather confidant or two may root for the pound-for-pound king to buy THE WHOLE bar.
Let me not sound like a hater. If I had Floyd’s fame and money, I might have my own posse, too. Even so, the aforementioned instances pose a series of interesting questions. For starters, does a posse really look out for its famous friend? In an uncertain economy featuring unstable interest rates and an even rockier cost of living, shouldn’t Floyd’s friends at least occasionally ask if he’ll one day regret going through money like the average Joe goes through toilet paper? Better yet, which member of a his lengthy posse will advise him of the dangers of becoming a has-been, bankrupt participant in a future “E: True Hollywood Story?” [details]
Take Floyd Mayweather Jr. for example. Mr. Money has a few pals riding his jock nearly every time he breathes. If Floyd does 50 sit-ups, several members of his posse are sure to acknowledge his noteworthy abdominal achievement. Likewise, if Floyd decides to compete with Zab Judah in buying drinks at a posh bar, a Mayweather confidant or two may root for the pound-for-pound king to buy THE WHOLE bar.
Let me not sound like a hater. If I had Floyd’s fame and money, I might have my own posse, too. Even so, the aforementioned instances pose a series of interesting questions. For starters, does a posse really look out for its famous friend? In an uncertain economy featuring unstable interest rates and an even rockier cost of living, shouldn’t Floyd’s friends at least occasionally ask if he’ll one day regret going through money like the average Joe goes through toilet paper? Better yet, which member of a his lengthy posse will advise him of the dangers of becoming a has-been, bankrupt participant in a future “E: True Hollywood Story?” [details]
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