What The F*ck Is Floyd Mayweather Doing?

So, this dude Floyd Mayweather just can’t seem to stay retired, huh? I mean, every time he says he’s done fighting, he finds some new way to gank folks of their money, son. In any case, since he doesn’t want to fight actual boxers anymore, he’s going for anything that will drum up attention. First, it was his bout against Conor McGregor, who had no professional boxing matches on his record. Now, he’s planning to fight Tenshin Nasukawa, an undefeated kickboxer/MMA fighter from Japan.

Ok, for those who missed it, Mayweather just held a press conference in Tokyo. Now, apparently, on December 31st, he’s fighting Nasukawa at the Saitama Super Arena in Saitama, Japan. Furthermore, this match will be promoted by the Rizin Fighting Federation. With all of that being said, there are still a lot of details that we don’t know. First, we don’t know what the rule set of the fight will be. I mean, we all know Mayweather is a boxer, so is he really trying to engage in leg kicks and takedowns with Nasukawa? Shit, that could be disastrous for Mayweather, man. Look, as a man who’s been kicked in his legs and choked before, I wouldn’t recommend it to a novice, fam. Side note, both instances happened in a gym, bruh. I don’t need anyone out there thinking that I’m getting helmed up in these streets. I’m just saying.

In the end, we’ll see, son. Ultimately, Mayweather doesn’t move unless the bag is involved. So, I’m assuming that he’s about to get stupidly paid, man. By and by, if it’s a boxing match, then I probably won’t tune in. However, if it’s a kickboxing or MMA bout, then Mayweather might have my attention, fam. At the end of the day, he might be testing the waters of other combat sports. Hell, he needs to before he even thinks about stepping in a cage with Khabib Nurmagomedov or McGregor. Either way, he’d still get mauled, bruh. That is all. LC out.

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Stop Hating, Floyd Mayweather

Man, I swear that attention actually matters more to Floyd Mayweather than money. I mean, anytime the spotlight is on someone else, he finds a way to weasel himself into the situation. On the real, for someone who’s had so much success, I really don’t understand why he always feels the need to be so damn petty. Like, regardless of how people may personally view him, he’s without question one of the greatest boxers ever. So, why won’t homie just shut the fuck up and ride off into the sunset?

Ok, for those who missed it, Mayweather has been doing a lot of fuckity-fuck shit lately. Well, let me be more specific, son. Real talk, he’s had an entire life of fuckity-fuck moments. Anyway, over the last view months, he’s been blatantly trying to steal Canelo Álvarez‘ shine. First, there was Mayweather’s out-of-the-blue announcement that he’s planning on fighting Manny Pacquiao again. Now, this random assertion came on the same day as the rematch between Canelo and Gennady Golovkin. Basically, Mayweather couldn’t let such a huge fight go down without throwing his name in the ring (pun intended).

Now, Mayweather wants to shit on Canelo’s new deal with DAZN. As previously reported, Canelo just signed a 5-year, 11-fight deal with the streaming service for $365 million. Essentially, he just signed the richest contract in sports history. In any case, instead of being happy for Canelo or simply minding his business, Mayweather took to Instagram to hate. He brought up the fact that he previously beat Canelo (while claiming that he’s a worse fighter than Conor McGregor) and bragged about his pay-per-view payouts. Listen, we all know that Mayweather made a lot of money and bested Canelo before. But, who the fuck was talking about that, man? Then, to make matters worse, he posted a picture of Oscar De La Hoya (former opponent/Canelo promoter) dressed in drag. For what? For God‘s sake, no one was even talking about Mayweather, fam!

In the end, Mayweather should just take his money and go home, bruh. Ultimately, no one wants to see him act like a hoe ass hoe anymore. In addition, no one wants to see him box Khabib Nurmagomedov. By and by, he’s had his time in the sun, man. At the end of the day, he’s just out here looking like a clown, son. Then again, this isn’t the first time he’s been out here looking like a clown, fam. Frankly, he may be better at that than boxing, brethren. That is all. LC out.

Conor McGregor Finessed Dana White

Well, well, well, what do we have here, son? Two MMA posts in two days? That’s a record for me, man. Anyway, today’s post isn’t really about the fight between Conor McGregor and Khabib Nurmagomedov. I mean, who the fuck knows what’s going to happen, fam? On the real, the end result will come down to either Khabib’s wrestling or McGregor’s left hand. In any case, I’m really here to talk about McGregor’s business acumen, bruh. All in all, he straight finessed Dana White, folks.

So, for those who missed it, McGregor and Khabib just had their first face-to-face meeting. In general, the press conference for their upcoming fight was a complete shit-show, son. Frankly, it was exactly what I thought it would be, man: McGregor going ballistic and Khabib calmly looking like a serial killer. Moving on, more news came out right after the press conference: namely, McGregor’s new deal with the UFC. All I can say is, McGregor found a way to make White pay him, fam.

Look, it’s no secret that McGregor made an ass-load of money from boxing Floyd Mayweather. Keeping it a buck, no MMA paycheck would even come close to a nine-figure payout, bruh. Shit, Georges St-Pierre is one of the GOAT‘s and I’m pretty sure he made a little over $2 million in his last fight. Now, that’s a pretty number to a dude like me, but that ain’t shit compared to what McGregor raked in from boxing. In any case, the UFC had to give McGregor a real reason to step back into the Octagon, son. So, how did they do it? By bending over and touching their toes for McGregor.

Apparently, The Notorious just signed a six-fight deal with the UFC. As part of the deal, he gets points on the pay-per-view buys, and his whiskey, Proper Whiskey, will serve as a sponsor for all of his fights. Basically, he’s getting paid three different ways every time he steps into that cage, man. All I know is, THAT’S how fighters should do business with Dana White, fam. Listen, I know everybody doesn’t have McGregor’s celebrity, but White has been ganking fighters for years, bruh. Keeping it a buck, it’s about damn time that someone got one up on him, son.

In the end, congrats to McGregor, man. Ultimately, he may be a crazy person, but he knows his worth, fam. By and by, his fight with Khabib is going to be straight insanity, bruh. At the end of the day, McGregor’s left hand is his only hope, people. The way I see it, if he can’t stop Khabib’s takedowns, then the match is going to be absolute abuse, folks. Regardless, I can’t wait to see it, brethren. That is all. LC out.

My Thoughts On Canelo, GGG & People Who Don’t ‘Understand’ Boxing

So, here we are, son. Another fight between Saúl “Canelo” Álvarez and Gennady Golovkin and another controversial decision, man. Now, I won’t lie, fam. This fight was close as fuck, bruh. Look, even though I had GGG winning, I can legitimately see an argument for the fight being a draw. Side note, that would be a REAL draw. Not that bullshit they pulled in the first fight, people. Listen, GGG won their first contest, don’t @ me, bro. In any case, today’s post isn’t about the match, per se. It’s more so about the trolls who can’t engage in a civil debate, folks.

Now, anytime there’s a fight, there’s always going to be a post-fight argument, son. No matter who a person is rooting for, if that fighter loses, folks are going to claim it’s a “robbery.” Real talk, that’s just the nature of the game, man. The problem is, anytime someone has a different opinion about a fight’s outcome, they get accused of not “understanding” the sport. No, bitch, we just have a different fucking opinion, fam! Shit, the last time I checked, we’re allowed to have a differing viewpoint, bruh.

Look, for better AND for worse (mostly worse), boxing is a subjective sport, son. Meaning, two people can watch the same exact thing and reach a different conclusion, man. For me, Canelo had no answer for GGG’s jab. But, Canelo was also more accurate with his power punches. All in all, I thought GGG won seven rounds to five. Frankly, it all came down to the 12th round and I gave that one to GGG. Regardless, I can see an argument for the final round being too close to call and the fight being a draw. Hell, that’s just the type of bout it was, fam.

In the end, I have to give Canelo his credit, bruh. Ultimately, he stood toe-to-toe with GGG and squeaked out a close decision. By and by, I have no idea how there weren’t any knockdowns, son. For God‘s sake, they were throwing bombs at each other, man. Anyway, I’m always going to look at Canelo sideways for his failed drug tests. However, he fought a good fight, fam. At the end of the day, the judges screwed GGG again and he’s still the REAL Middleweight champion. Sadly, I highly doubt the powers that be (*cough* Oscar De La Hoya *cough*) will give GGG another shot at Canelo. I mean, Álvarez is the cash cow, folks. *Sigh* Such is boxing, people. That is all. LC out.

The Most Hoe-ified Boxer Ever

So, I won’t lie, son. I’m only writing this post so I can make fun of Curtis Harper, man. I mean, I’ve literally NEVER seen a boxer walk out of the ring AFTER the opening bell, fam. At this point, I don’t want to hear any of his excuses, bruh. Shit, let’s just call a spade a spade, brethren. Real talk, Harper was scared of getting knocked out by Efe Ajagba. Any other explanation is straight nonsense, folks.

Ok, for those who missed it, Harper and Ajagba were supposed to fight this past Friday night. Look, this bout was such a done deal that both fighters actually made it into the ring. Now, this is where things get confusing and hilarious, son. After touching gloves and hearing the hell, Harper straight walked out of the ring and went back to the locker room, man. As expected, the fans unceremoniously booed him as he made his cowardly journey to the back of the building.

Now, according to Harper, he left to “make a statement.” Apparently, he wasn’t happy with his contract and felt like he deserved more money. Listen, there are a TON of reasons why that’s pure bullshit, fam. First, he signed the fucking contract! Hell, if he wasn’t happy with his pay, then why did he sign on the doted line? On the real, that’s his fault now. He should’ve made a better decision before he agreed to the fight. Second, before this disqualification loss, he lost two of his last three fights. Why the fuck would he think he deserved more, bruh? Lastly, his opponent, Ajagba, won all of his previous fights by knockout. As a matter of fact, almost all of those matches ended in the first round.

With all of that being said, Harper was just scared, son. He knew he was gonna get knocked the fuck out and didn’t feel like the money was enough. Frankly, that’s a hoe ass hoe move and this will probably end Harper’s career. Shit, ain’t nobody gonna book a dude who will straight ghost on a fight IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FUCKING FIGHT! *Sigh* Smart move, genius.

In the end, everyone can watch a video of Harper’s sucker-ness below. Ultimately, it was comical to watch a grown man display such herb-ery, man. By and by, this is how Harper will be remembered as a boxer, fam. Like, losing is one thing, but being a coward is unforgivable, bruh. At the end of the day, I hope it was worth it, Harper. That is all. LC out.

50 Cent & Floyd Mayweather Are Out Here Wilin’

So, to be honest, I have no idea why 50 Cent and Floyd Mayweather are beefing, son. At this point, I can’t keep track of their issues with each other. I mean, I can vaguely remember 50 being upset with Mayweather for renigging on making The Money Team a joint business venture. However, I’m not sure about any of that, man. All I know is, this conflict has officially gotten out of hand, fam. On the real, if anyone has been paying attention to social media, it’s clear that these dudes will stoop to any level just to diss one another.

Ok, for those who missed it, there’s A TON of fuckery in the air. Now, I’m not sure how the drama got reignited, but 50 and Mayweather have been going at it on Instagram. The latest battle between the two began when 50 made fun of the fact that a woman named Bad Medina left Mayweather. This caused Mayweather to “write” an entire diatribe about how 50 is a broke, herpes-infested snitch who hasn’t had a hit in years. Side note, I put the word “write” in quotations because we ALL know that Mayweather isn’t the strongest reader. Hell, that’s one of 50’s most consistent jokes about him, bruh.

Now, here’s where shit starts to go off of the rails, son. Look, it’s one thing to call each other names, but it’s another thing to bring up family issues and dead associates, man. So, after their initial back-and-forth, 50 went on to claim that Mayweather was the reason that rapper Earl Hayes murdered actress Stephanie Moseley and then killed himself. Originally, it was alleged that the Hit The Floor actress had an affair with Trey Songz and was confronted by Hayes about it. However, 50 suggested that Hayes actually confronted Mayweather on FaceTime about sleeping with Moseley before committing the murder-suicide.

To make matters worse, 50 then released a screenshot of a domestic violence police report against Mayweather. In the report, it details an incident where Koraun Mayweather, Floyd’s son, recounts a situation when Floyd assaulted the boy’s mother. All in all, I can’t believe this entire scenario has gone this far, fam. I mean, in all seriousness, what the fuck is wrong with 50 Cent, bruh?

Keeping it a buck, I really don’t see how 50 can justify any of this, son. Shit, what is there to gain from bringing up two dead people and a domestic violence victim? For the love of God, how fucking old are we, man?! 50 Cent is in his fucking 40’s, fam! Frankly, he’s too cotdamn old to be this immature, bruh. And for what? To win a fucking argument on social media? Good Lord, this is some of the dumbest and most reckless shit I’ve ever witness, people!

In the end, both of these dudes need to grow up, son. Ultimately, this brand of tomfoolery should not be on display for the world to witness. Then again, nothing I’ve said here will make a bit of difference, man. By and by, I used to be a 50 fan, but this is just who he is, fam. At the end of the day, I should be more shocked that I can still be shocked by his fuckery. That is all. LC out.

I Un-Retired & Then Re-Retired From Basketball

So, does anyone know what it’s like to run in slow motion? Like, no camera tricks or movie trickery? Well, that’s exactly what I was doing yesterday, son. *Sigh* Who the fuck told me that I could still play basketball, man? On the real, my entire body has committed treason and mutiny against me, fam. All I know is, two hours after I un-retired from basketball, I hung my jersey back up in the rafters, bruh. Frankly, my run is over, folks. Keeping it a buck, I just have to accept my washed-dom and move on, brethren.

Ok, let me be honest for a second, son. Now, literally EVERY injury I’ve ever had has come as a result of playing ball. Shit, I broke my left leg, tore my right knee cartilage, badly sprained both ankles AND dislocated by left pinky finger. However, my dumbass just kept on playing, man. Why? Because of an insane love of the game, fam. Hell, to put this in perspective, my love of basketball used to be neck-and-neck with my love of music, bruh. Yeah, it was THAT real, people.

Anyway, after the birth of my second child, I kinda strayed away from the game, son. Not because I lost any love, but because I just didn’t have the time, man. Moving on, in the last few weeks, I decided to get back in the game, fam. So, I laced up my kicks and hit the gym, bruh. Needless to say, my body HATES me today, brethren. Like, every time I take a step, I can hear my knees saying “what the fuck is wrong with you?!” Real talk, by the time I got home, my wife thought I got hit by a truck, folks. That’s how labored I was walking, people.

In the end, I’m legitimately in pain as I write this, son. Ultimately, the glory days are over, man. By and by, my jumper may still be good, but my basketball fitness is traaaaaaash, fam! At the end of the day, I’m going to just stick to boxing and lifting, bruh. All in all, I don’t need these type of shenanigans anymore, folks. So, RIP to my basketball career, brethren. It was great while it lasted. LC out.