Mayweather v McGregor Was MAD TV



Mayweather v McGregor Was MAD TV

In the end, it felt like a spoof of boxing. A pilot sit-com that wasn't funny at all with the joke entirely on us.

Don't worry, there's still Canelo Alvarez V Gennady “GGG” Golovkin on September 16th at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas.

The record books will say that Floyd Mayweather scored a 10th round TKO over Conor McGregor at T-Mobile Arena on Saturday night in Las Vegas, but history's will say something different.

As the two combatants of different disciplines turned comedians embraced– with wide grins dripping of “Ah-Ha Suckers!” enveloping their faces, I scanned the family room at mom's for scant traces of satisfaction with the event. There wasn't.

Sure, there was laughter. But it was the mocking variety where you kind of say to yourself, “I can't believe I just watched this shit!” Quasi ashamed, I was unable to stop shaking my head.

This, while Miguel Cotto V Yoshihiro Kamegai staged real war at StubHub in LA, as part of top notch production on HBO. As that began, we labored through the petulant immaturity of IBF super featherweight loser Gervonta Davis v Francisco Fonseca.

Not only did the unprofessional “Tank” come in 2lbs over 130 to lose his championship, he came out looking like the “Cookie Monster” and came off as a knock off Floyd. For all the promise he showed in January to capture the IBF strap over Jose Pedraza, he now seems a loose cannon punk bound for ring irrelevance. Davis scored a 7th round TKO victory via rabbit punch, and somehow, hopped away proud of himself.

But what took things beyond SNL parody and into the realm of Mad TV was his mentor and role model, Mayweather. Clad in black trimmed with gold (think Jason Vorhees and the ghost of Michael Jackson) Floyd's outfit offered a dichotomy of the event itself: Egregiously overpriced and cheap.

A narcissist hellbent on perfection, Floyd offered enough evidence to suggest he's now a 2015 Bentley Coupe with the top down that we all witnessed going through a $15 car wash.

Errol Spence Jr or Terence Crawford would have annihilated Mayweather. Keith “One-Time” Thurman or “Showtime” Shawn Porter would've out-worked him to get decisions. Even Danny “Swift” Garcia or Mikey Garcia (rumored to be on deck) would've scared the shit out of Floyd. What's crazy, is if McGregor was anything more than a gas station attendant at that same car wash, he would've actually beaten Mayweather.

Mac, incredibly, won the first three rounds against Floyd (who has never had a stretch like that in his career). He did it with length, awkwardness and surprising dimension. It was immediately apparent, however, that McGregor did not have elite speed while clearly showing the smaller ring as opposed to the much larger Octagon would fatigue him. He was a spent fighter after six rounds (of which he won four) and was stopped due to attrition.

Still, he caught Mayweather with things “Money” would never buy. Things “Pretty Boy” Floyd would find too ugly to even consider. There were too many blatant uppercuts, hooks and jabs (McGregor was shockingly effective with the jab) landed on Floyd to solar eclipse the most uniquely dubious 50-0 career in boxing history.

The allure in this poker farce was, for me, an odd curiosity in determining who's cards would reveal any bluff. McGregor struck me as the lunatic Marine drill instructor from “Full Metal Jacket” in the face of a defiant 40 year-old Muhammad Ali. But those two men, though characters, had far more character than at least one of them.

In the end, it felt like a complete spoof of boxing. A pilot sit-com that wasn't funny at all with the joke entirely on us. It wasn't. It was on them.

Senior correspondent for NY Fights and author of upcoming book, "The Fist Club." Conscious indie recording artist "T@z" and humanist advocate for the Green Party.