I feel a ramble coming on. Ricky Hatton wants to drop back down to a weight class where he can win. From here on it, it’s strictly the money train. And who can blame him? His fight with Mayweather proves he can’t hack it in the rarified air of boxing aristocracy.
Yes, Roger Mayweather was absolutely right in a 24/7 remark he made about gullibility. Uncle Roger was talking about the success of the Rocky movies and how Stallone got to make Rocky 1,2,3, etc…. He pointed out that it was the public’s fascination and love for fantasy.
“But now they’re going to fight. . And now he’s (Hatton) going to find out this is real,” said Roger.
Then he went on to say that Hatton would soon feel that he was thrown into a body of water filled with Piranha.
Roger doesn’t use the Queen’s English, it’s true, but that doesn’t mean he’s as stupid as Jay Mohr, the so-called sportswriter who engaged in demonizing trainer Roger Mayweather because of his informal language usage. It seems like Mohr couldn’t separate his own cultural fantasies from the realities of boxing. I’ve made a short list of some of the Jay Mohr said about the Mayweathers prior to the fight:
1) Mohr described Roger as a person “who looks and acts like an actual homeless person…”
2) Mohr said that a conversation between Floyd Sr. and Roger Mayweather would make “you think you were in line at a soup kitchen.”
3) Mohr said “Don King may be a crook, but at least he can form a sentence, grammar and all.” (the implication being that Roger cannot)
4) Mohr called Roger Mayweather an “uncle and resident psychopath.”
I guess Mohr really reveals himself when he says that Floyd Jr. “seems to really be underestimating Hatton. He has called him a "high-profile club fighter" who has repeatedly said that “Ricky Hatton is not in his league.” Isn’t that exactly what Hatton is? A likable and chubby high-profile club fighter? But Mohr’s true incompetence as a boxing writer and true cultural bigotry comes to the fore in his last statements about the fight.
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I'm sure Hatton is indeed grateful (for the chance to fight Mayweather)l, but not nearly as grateful as the rest of us will be when he knocks Floyd on his pretty ass.”
Mohr dreams that “Ricky Hatton knocks out Floyd Mayweather… I wish I could see Floyd, crumbled on the canvas rolling around looking for his money.”That's some pretty nasty stuff. Can one imagine Mohr directing venom of that type against his sycophants of the baseball diamond, his butthole surfer buddies of the gridiron?
I have dreams, too. I dream that Fox Sports fires Mohr or at least fires him from writing about boxing, a subject he knows next to nothing about. I dream of him coming down from the fucked planet he lives on and admitting that a man’s humanity and his boxing skills are not measured by the ordering of his grammar nor by the artificial posturing of a guy who tries to hide what he doesn’t know to begin with.
One of my favorite boxers of all time is the great Archie Moore, known as The Mongoose. His career spanned four decades of Joe Louis, Rocky Marciano, and Muhammad Ali. Apart from his boxing skills, Moore was an avid reader and could recite whole passages from the works of Shakespeare. He boxed professionally well into old age and he has an astonishing record of 199 wins, 24 losses, 9 draws, with 145 official KOs. He died in Los Angeles at the age of 84. Once, when government officials were embarked on an anti-boxing campaign, Moore challenged a member of the government who wanted to mandate that every boxer be given a test for brain damage. 
Who's that upside-down guy over there? A picture's worth a thousand words, they say. I won't be able to analyze the fight because I was too broke to come up with the fifty bucks and too busy to stay up until two a.m. Anyway, Floyd Mayweather Jr. analyzed it for me...with his fists. 
