Why dont Floyd Mayweather Speak to his Father?

[docaveli]

He was demonstrating fighting technique to me and my friend (he was wearing a baby blue suit with a ton of ****ing bling) and he grabbed my friend and moved him directly in front of him and then threw about 50 punches so ****ing fast right in front of my friends face.

After he left i told my friend that he could have killed us both if he wanted too-I think I would rather **** with little Floyd then big Floyd.

He is a thick mother****er too!

That's funny but if u eva seen his fight with Ray Leonard that mofo is like the matrix. One time he was on the ropes and let his hands go i thought Ray leonard was punching when it was Big Floyd doing the punching.

He don't have that much power tho and what he said it's true u can see Floyd Sr in Jr from the shoulder roll to some of the 1-2s Floyd thrwos. I don't know if i could eva treat my Father like Floyd Jr does tho regardless of what he does i think he earned that right as a Father to be shown respect inspite of.

[Rockin']

The bond between a father and a son is one that is rarely broken.
The tough times were worked through the best that they could be and the good times seemed to last forever as a youth. The connection between the two an unwritten connection of body and soul.

Aswell with a trainer and a fighter. If you spend enough time together working with a boxer a bond will be present. The teachings and the hard fights were endured together, growing and embracing with trust and dreams.

These are 2 of the strongest bonds that I have known and believe will ever know. One on one with a fighter can bring the world. But both working together have regularly proven fatal to any bond.



"You gotta move that head after you dig... do antything defensi...." Johnny quickly rotated the steering wheel of his car as we sped down the highway, barely missing a car by what seemed like inches. Looking at Johnny I could see that his eyes were transfixed to the road, he continued. "You know what I'm sayin', dig your shots then get the **** outta away!!! I knew what he was speaking off. The sparring that had transpired a few hours earlier left me no doubt, the small welt above my eye reminding me of the blow with every pulsation of my heart. I had walked in nicely and landed a sweet combo and then I just stayed still, admiring my work. The right hand that left the welt below my eye came so fast, then it was the light.....

As we reached Johnnys house he reminded me again about the time for the running in the morning. He smiled and drove off. Entering the house I sat my equipment bag by the door and weerily made my way to the couch. The workouts that Johnny put me through, on this night aswell as every night before it, were torturous. The physical part of the workout was achieved on a constant basis, it wasnt the workouts that were so hard.



Rockin'

[Parody]

Damn It must be hard for him training Delahoya against his son If they fight