Money don’t matter tonight/
It sure didn’t matter yesterday/Just when you think you’ve got more than enough/That’s when it all up and flies away/That’s when you find out that you’re better off, making sure your soul’s alright/’Cause money didn’t matter yesterday/And it sure don’t matter tonight
—-PRINCE (honored by Jay-Z and Beyonce’s princess Blue Ivy @The Grammy’s), in “Money Don’t Matter 2 Night”
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For Floyd “Money” Mayweather, I don’t think it really matters much today– to hell with tonight.
Don’t listen to the common social media sleuth or pseudo-investigative reporter from a college dorm near you. They’ll tell you he’s either gambled away millions; or, that jewelers around the world want to stone him in court for carats he hauled ass with then posted on Instagram.
It goes from the sublime to the eyebrow raising variety. Reports of tension with Al Haymon, that’s left him with uneven funding or the know-how to properly run Mayweather Promotions. A failure to auction off his 2011 Bugati, which only added to a general malaise in public perception.
However, perception is just that — perception — and being 10 levels removed from his world cannot allow someone to know what they think they know. But here’s what we know in reverse recent history: (A) Floyd was not a hit at the Super Bowl. (B) Got publicly bounced and dissed by (You ready for this?) all-time badass Soulja Boy, who caught the keyboard with a combination that KO’d Floyd from the Chris Brown situation. (C) Money set off skunky dye packs on the set of ESPN last month, showing darkness on the issue of Domestic Violence. The entire production felt uncomfortable.
Floyd was a solid promoter of the January 14 card at Barclays Center for James DeGale V Badou Jack, which saw his prized ward, Gervonta “Tank” Davis, flash superstar potential. Even still, many felt his face/mic time was extreme, including 2016 Olympic silver medalist Shakur Stevenson, who shocked the game by signing with arch-rival Top Rank.
That decision may have been made well in advance, for in the weeks prior, Floyd launched an attack on Andre Ward’s trainer Virgil Hunter. Ward is Stevenson’s favorite fighter, and acknowledged being turned off by Floyd’s character or lack thereof.
It is not so much money that’s the concern, in as much as it’s perhaps the mojo of Money himself. That guy and Floyd Mayweather– have become indistinguishable. His act now seems dime-a-dozen cheap, with his stock falling harder than a Las Vegas prostitutes’ panties.
Informal polls suggest his public approval rating would draw finger-pointing laughter from President Trump, who can’t give away a “Make America Great Again” hat right now.
As Manny Pacquiao continues to flourish and Canelo Alvarez now claims Cinco de Mayo, what is Mayweather to do? A Conor MacGregor fight is basically Robert DeNiro’s Jake LaMotta against Sugar Ray Robinson. A “Raging Bull” exists in Gennady “GGG” Golovkin, but would Floyd have Money play matador?
Being TBE is getting expensive.