Last night’s fight was a mismatch and always was from the minute it was conceived. Ricky Hatton, in my opinion, is nothing more than a high profile one dimensional fairly average boxer who successfully ‘mouthed’ his way to a big payday – Good luck to him. Ricky was never in Mayweather’s league and he knew it. But somehow he 419’ed his legion of British fans to believe he was.
Like many before him he talked the talk. He had Floyd beat while promoting the fight, during interviews and at the weigh-in ceremony. Pretty boy was scared, he said. Floyd will never know what hit him. Hatton came armed with 25,000 fans from England, forgetting that only 3 folks would be allowed in the ring once the fight started. Hatton got the British media hysterically on his side, as expected. To be fair, Hatton didn’t need to do anything; her majesty’s gutter press don’t need any prompting when it comes to reporting a win before the contest had actually taken place. Reading some of the papers over the past few days would have made one feel at home with similar reports during the early 20th century when Jack Johnson was the heavyweight champion of the world, and the search was out for a man to restore the pride of the Caucasian race. Mr Hatton almost became that “Great White Hope.”
Hatton was one of them, and unlike many before him - Bruno, Eubank, Benn, Naz, Watson, Haye and Lewis – ‘they’ could relate to him. He was quite unlike the motor mouth from the other side of the pond. Floyd represented everything that some of these people detest. He was….
Last night Ricky was found wanting, he was simply exposed as a little bit better than an average boxer. He couldn’t walk the walk or walk the talk; he clinically got taken out by Pretty Boy. With the veil of imprudent patriotism removed, some folks were on the wires this morning asking for a refund of the $14.95 they spent ‘PPVing’ the fight. I wouldn’t go that far, Ricky successfully and maybe deservedly sweet-talked his way to a big pay day. It’s a shame that the nice boy from Manchester never let slip the fact he knew he never had a chance in hell.
As I watch BBC’s Sports Personality of the Year, Ricky is being pampered as a hero. Lovely country, they appreciate their (winners) losers.
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