Floyd Mayweather really grinds my gears. But when I really think about it, maybe he was right when he told Larry Merchant that he "never gets a fair shake."
But amazingly, I can find some ways to relate to and appreciate the guy.
If you've caught any of Floyd's appearances on HBO's 24/7 series -- either for tomorrow night's Cotto fight or really, any of his past fights -- you'll quickly realize that he is a bona fide superstar. Two weeks ago, he literally questioned 24/7 producers why they would even film anybody else but him and his entourage, appropriately or inappropriately named "The Money Team."
What turns people, including me oftentimes, off, is how he carries his celebrity. But how many of us would flaunt our stardom given the chance? I certainly would. Maybe not to Pretty Boy Floyd's extent, but you better believe that I would make my entrances grand and my swag imposing. I probably do that already, much to my friends' chagrin.
Miguel Cotto is no different than those who have become a mere notch on PBF's belt. He has two losses to date, one to Pacquiao and another to Antonio Margarito. And even though Mayweather doesn't hold those against Cotto (According to Floyd, Cotto fought PacMan at a "catch" weight, which means that Cotto weighed in at a level that he was not used to fighting. Additionally, much of the boxing world absolves Cotto of his other loss, due to Margarito allegedly using illegal wraps.), Cotto is a bit overmatched. He is quick, but he's not Floyd quick. Strong, but not Floyd strong. Athletic, but...you get the picture.
A Mayweather fight is always a good fight; the man likes to put on a show, regardless of how high the odds of winning are in his favor. The prediction? Floyd by TKO in the 9th.