Floyd Mayweather Jr.
Since we are upon our great day of gratitude, a pretext for gorging on poultry and then taking our swollen torsos to the nearest television for some football, let’s look to sports for reasons to give thanks.
The pot wasn’t real. Neither, admitted Floyd Mayweather Jr., was much else that went on in the cable television reality shows promoting his latest fight.
There’s a little something for everyone this weekend in Las Vegas.
If boxing is to save its vitality, it needs vital boxers to fight each other. Seems simple enough, an athletic algorithm that serves the sport and its fans.
It’s been awhile since Floyd Mayweather Jr. used the nickname “Pretty Boy.”
Floyd Mayweather Jr. could earn up to $70 million for fighting for only 36 minutes.
After months of waiting, The Moment finally arrived. And in the end, the expected happened. Well, mostly.
Throw Floyd Mayweather Jr.’s wallet into the ring as a prospective owner of the Los Angeles Clippers.
Mayweather Boxing Center is in a small, unassuming western part of Las Vegas in the heart of Chinatown.
The man many boxing fans call the best pound-for-pound fighter in the world could be in the worst trouble of his life.