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I will share this because I think that it's one of the reasons why the fight failed to materialize. I also think that Pacquiao not taking the test is attributed to his PRIDE, a thing that no man should be proud of.
I know for a fact that it's not just Mayweather's fault as to why the fight failed to materialize. Imagine if you are being treated as a 'God' by your entourage, what sort of mind set would you come to have?
You'd be a diva no doubt.
I know it sounds ******ed but going inside what's going on a person's mind in order to understand the person better is some of my way of analyzing things.
I know for a fact that it's not just Mayweather's fault as to why the fight failed to materialize. Imagine if you are being treated as a 'God' by your entourage, what sort of mind set would you come to have?
You'd be a diva no doubt.
Manny Pacquiao’s Entourage Puts the “Fun” in ***********al
Published on: 13th November, 2009 @ 12:04 am by JeffG
One of these guys is gonna be sleeping at Manny's feet tonight--and apparently, that's a good thing
I used to love boxing back in the day, but now it’s just a perverted shell of its former self. MMA is hugely popular, which has pretty well killed boxing (or at least had a hand in it’s death), and the fascinating personalities that once dominated the sweet science have gone the way of New Coke and the hacky sack.
Except for Manny Pacquiao.
I know very little about Manny, except that he’s getting ready for Miguel Cotto on Saturday night, and that he’s a horrible singer. But hey, at least he’s not afraid to make an ass of himself on ABC’s Jimmy Kimmel Live.
Oh, and that he has one helluva huge entourage. And they do everything for him.
His bloated and ***********al entourage include trainers, assistants to trainers, chefs, gofers, publicists, drivers, car washers, advisers and security. All of whom Pacquiao thinks are necessary.
And they are there everyday, ready to carry out Pacquiao’s every whim. Pool needs cleaning–done. Laundry needs folding–done. Manny’s hungry for some eggs–ditto.
The number of leeches members in the entourage varies, but usually sits around 20 or so. And they all stay at Pacquiao’s condo–which looks more like a frat house than a star boxer’s sanctuary.
But this is how Pacquiao wants it–and the entourage don’t mind one bit. Some have attained a sort of level of achievement in the hierarchy of the entourage, in so much as they have their own room in the condo.
But for the golden boy of the day, there is an even greater reward waiting for them.
Whoever is on the best terms with Manny for the day gets to sleep closest to him–at the foot of his bed.
Where do I sign up?
While I don’t find it weird that Pacquiao has an entourage–celebrities need people they can trust to be around them, and act as their “security blanket”–my beef is with the size of Manny’s clan. That’s a lot of hangers-on for one dude, rich or not, to support.
What happens when/if Pacquiao’s generosity exceeds his income? Fortunately for Manny and his entourage, he’s at the top of his game, so money won’t be an issue, at least for the time being. [New York Times]
Published on: 13th November, 2009 @ 12:04 am by JeffG
One of these guys is gonna be sleeping at Manny's feet tonight--and apparently, that's a good thing
I used to love boxing back in the day, but now it’s just a perverted shell of its former self. MMA is hugely popular, which has pretty well killed boxing (or at least had a hand in it’s death), and the fascinating personalities that once dominated the sweet science have gone the way of New Coke and the hacky sack.
Except for Manny Pacquiao.
I know very little about Manny, except that he’s getting ready for Miguel Cotto on Saturday night, and that he’s a horrible singer. But hey, at least he’s not afraid to make an ass of himself on ABC’s Jimmy Kimmel Live.
Oh, and that he has one helluva huge entourage. And they do everything for him.
His bloated and ***********al entourage include trainers, assistants to trainers, chefs, gofers, publicists, drivers, car washers, advisers and security. All of whom Pacquiao thinks are necessary.
And they are there everyday, ready to carry out Pacquiao’s every whim. Pool needs cleaning–done. Laundry needs folding–done. Manny’s hungry for some eggs–ditto.
The number of leeches members in the entourage varies, but usually sits around 20 or so. And they all stay at Pacquiao’s condo–which looks more like a frat house than a star boxer’s sanctuary.
But this is how Pacquiao wants it–and the entourage don’t mind one bit. Some have attained a sort of level of achievement in the hierarchy of the entourage, in so much as they have their own room in the condo.
But for the golden boy of the day, there is an even greater reward waiting for them.
Whoever is on the best terms with Manny for the day gets to sleep closest to him–at the foot of his bed.
Where do I sign up?
While I don’t find it weird that Pacquiao has an entourage–celebrities need people they can trust to be around them, and act as their “security blanket”–my beef is with the size of Manny’s clan. That’s a lot of hangers-on for one dude, rich or not, to support.
What happens when/if Pacquiao’s generosity exceeds his income? Fortunately for Manny and his entourage, he’s at the top of his game, so money won’t be an issue, at least for the time being. [New York Times]
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