You Had One Job, Jarrell Miller

So, by definition, “stupid” means showing a great lack of intelligence or common sense. On the real, that’s the best way to describe Jarrell “Big Baby” Miller right now. I mean, this dude has a shot at Anthony Joshua and three of the four major Heavyweight boxing titles and he fucks it up, son. Like, the LAST thing he should want to do is test positive for PEDs, man. Alas, he did and here we are, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Miller is supposed to face Joshua on June 1st for the WBA (Super), IBF, WBO and IBO Heavyweight titles. Now, out of all of the major titles, the WBC belt held by Deontay Wilder is the only one that Joshua doesn’t have. With that being said, this is the chance of a lifetime for Miller. Shit, if he won this fight, he’d be well on his way to becoming the undisputed Heavyweight champion. To keep this in perspective, Lennox Lewis is the last fighter to hold this distinction, people. Instead, Miller just popped hot for Cardarine, better known as GW1516.

Now, why in this notable? Because this drug is known to increase people’s aerobic threshold and endurance. The fact is, Miller is well over 300 pounds and tends to gas out in his fights. So, a drug like this would give him an incredible advantage, bruh. Frankly, if he were able to keep his power, but avoid getting tired, he would cause a lot of problems for Joshua. The way I see it, this is a super obvious example of cheating, son.

As it stands, I’m not sure if the fight is still on. Apparently, Joshua is going to fight on June 1st regardless, man. It remains to be seen if Miller will still be his opponent. From what I’m reading, Manuel Charr, the WBA (Regular) champion, might get the call to face Joshua. All I know is, I’d be highly disappointed if that were the case, fam. Like, it’s already bad enough that Joshua and Wilder haven’t fought each other yet. I could’ve at least talked myself into Miller, bruh. Keeping it a buck, I have NO interest in seeing Joshua fight Charr, son. *Sigh* These fighters just can’t get right, brethren.

In the end, FUCK, son! Ultimately, Miller might’ve messed up a dope fight for boxing fans. By and by, I don’t know why fighters still try to cheat, man. At the end of the day, they always end up getting caught, fam. Real talk, VADA needs to just look the other way and let Miller get knocked out by Joshua. That is all. LC out.

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Tyson Fury Beat Deontay Wilder

So, let me begin this post by saying I hate boxing, son. Actually, I take that back, man. In reality, I just hate boxing judges, fam. Like, I legitimately believe they get A LOT of decisions wrong, bruh. Now, in the case of Deontay Wilder versus Tyson Fury, there’s one particular judge I need to address. With that being said, I honestly pray that Alejandro Rochin is never allowed to call another fight again, brethren.

Ok, for those who hate cool things, a huge boxing match took place on Saturday. To make a long story short, Wilder, the WBC Heavyweight Champion, defended his belt against Fury, the former WBA, IBF, WBO, IBO, The Ring and Lineal Heavyweight Champion. Anyway, on paper, the fight looked like the classic “boxer versus brawler” prototype. I mean, Fury is the (way) more technically sound fighter while Wilder has insane one-punch power. Moving on, in my mind, there were only two ways this fight could end, son: Wilder by knockout or Fury by decision.

Well, let me say that I was fucking wrong, man. The problem is, I should’ve been right, fam. Shit, the fight went to a decision, and somehow, it ended in a draw. Look, the way I saw it, Fury definitely won that fight, bruh. Ok, yes, Wilder did knock Fury down twice. Side note, how the FUCK did Fury get up in that 12th round, son? For God‘s sake, he looked fucking DEAD, people. All I know is, Tyson Fury is a cotdamn warrior, brethren. Anyway, besides those knockdowns, Wilder only connected on 17% of his punches, folks. Meaning, Fury CONSISTENTLY made him miss. From my vantage point, Fury easily won about 7 or 8 rounds. So, those knockdowns shouldn’t have been the nail in the coffin.

Now, let me be real, son. At first, I thought the decision was a flat-out robbery. However, after looking at the judges scorecards, I only vehemently disagree with Rochin. Listen, Robert Tapper scored the fight 114-112, meaning he believed that Fury won 8 rounds. On the other hand, Phil Edwards scored the fight 113-113, meaning he believed that Fury won 7 rounds. Real talk, I can live with that, son. These scores mean that the knockdowns cost Fury a clear-cut victory. So, Wilder’s crazy power got him out of a jam, man.

However, for whatever reason, Alejandro Rochin scored the fight 115-111 for Wilder. This means that he thought Deontay won 7 rounds. Man, what? What?! What 7 rounds could he possibly have thought that Wilder won? Like, he believed that Wilder won the first 4 rounds. Fam, he didn’t lay a fucking glove on Fury! How can a man win a round if he literally couldn’t hit the other guy? Is Rochin fucking serious, bruh?! For me, that score was just as bad as Adalaide Byrd saying that Canelo Álvarez beat Gennady Golovkin 118-110 in their first fight. Hell, that’s absolute fucking nonsense, son!

In the end, Rochin needs to find a new occupation, man. Ultimately, he shitted on one of the greatest comeback stories, fam. By and by, Fury is a MUCH better fighter than Wilder. Then again, we already knew that, bruh. At the end of the day, Wilder’s power really is the great neutralizer, son. Keeping it a buck, two punches saved him his title, folks. That is all. LC out.

P.S. We all know why this fight ended like this, son. All in all, the powers that be want to see Wilder fight Anthony Joshua, man. Hell, that fight has been teased for years and it might finally go down in April, fam. *Sigh* I get it, but I feel bad for Fury, bruh. Seriously, he won that fucking fight, folks. Good day.

P.P.S. I want to wish Adonis Stevenson a speedy recovery, son. After getting knocked out by Oleksandr Gvozdyk in the 11th round on Saturday, the former WBC Light Heavyweight Champion ended up in the hospital. As of right now, he’s in stable condition. This is great to hear since he was originally in critical condition and in a medically-induced coma. Either way, it’s a terrible situation and I wish him and his family the best. Ok, I’m gone, for real.

Guillermo Rigondeaux Played Himself

Man, what the fuck did I watch on Saturday night, son? Like, what kinda tomfoolery did I witness in this Vasyl Lomachenko and Guillermo Rigondeaux fight, fam? Real talk, that match was so ridiculous that I want my money back, bruh. The problem is, this wasn’t even a Pay-Per-View event, folks. In any case, the fight was so stupid, that I still feel like I’m owed money, people. All in all, I’m thoroughly, THOROUGHLY disappointed with a fight that I was so excited to see.

Ok, let me explain why I’m so damn mad, son. Listen, on paper, this fight was supposed to be the fight to end all fights, man. I mean, just take a gander at the participants, fam. Look, for the first time in boxing history, two two-time Olympic gold medalists were going to face off against each other. On top of that, they had a combined amateur record of 885-14 and combined professional record of 26-1. Needless to say, boxing nerds like me were HYPED, bruh!

Now, yes, some people were a little concerned about the size different between Loma and Rigo. Frankly, Rigo is a shrimp compared to Loma, son. Shit, we’re talking about a three-inch height advantage and eight pound weight advantage, man. Listen, to the casual person, the weight difference might not seem like a lot. However; when it comes to boxing, that shit has a HUGE impact on the fight, fam. In any case, I wasn’t that pressed about it because I had a high regard for Rigo’s skill.

With all of that being said, the fight was an absolute dud, son. Keeping it a buck, Loma just made Rigo look stupid, man. He hit Rigo whenever he wanted and Rigo couldn’t land a fucking punch, fam. Look, the shit was so lopsided that Loma landed more punches in the fourth round alone than Rigo landed in the entire fight. Now, after getting thoroughly outclassed for six rounds, Rigo didn’t even bother coming out of his corner for the seventh round. Basically, after all of the hoopla around this fight, Rigo fucking quit, bruh.

In the aftermath, Rigo blamed a hand injury for why he couldn’t continue. Now, there are several issues with this claim, son. First, he didn’t even fucking hit Loma, man! So, how the FUCK could he injure his hand?! Second, a TON of other fighters have thugged it out through worst predicaments, fam. Hell, just the other week, Miguel Cotto battled Sadam Ali with a torn bicep, bruh. With that being said, I ain’t tryna hear shit about Rigo’s hand, folks.

In the end, Rigondeaux disgraced himself and tarnished his legacy, son. Ultimately, he had no answers for Lomachenko, man. By and by, all Rigo did was get punched in the face and then try to hold Loma. All I know is, for someone of Rigo’s pedigree, it was a pretty pathetic showing, fam. *Sigh* So much for a legendary fight, bruh. LC out.

P.S. Tevin Farmer was robbed in his fight against Kenichi Ogawa, son. Now, this is EXACTLY why I hate decisions, man! Shit, judges can be the absolute WORST, fam! On the real, Farmer should be the IBF champion right now. I mean, there was NO WAY he lost that fight, bruh! *Sigh* Saturday night was just a bad night for boxing, people. That is all.