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Whether by land, air or sea, fight fans around the globe have long been buzzing over the thought of a matchup to save boxing.
"What am I supposed to do? Do you expect me you grab a shotgun and physically make Manny Pacquiao and Floyd Mayweather fight?"
Time is not the greatest of friends to some of us. There's time management, yet one of the most difficult of life's aspects for many to come to appreciate is time acceptance.
No harm in trying and no regret in failure if the utmost amount of effort puts its best glove forward.
Nonito Donaire - He's no ordinary crime caper. There's no "See You Next Saturday" to keep us hanging on for a week or more. Why try to leap the tallest building in a single bound when you can just chop it down at its very foundation and watch it crumble at your feet?
The trend has become beyond commonplace to set professional athletes upon an unshakable pedestal which often results in overexposure and being branded as yesterday's news.
In Pacquiao vs Bradley, the sporting world may have witnessed one of the few occasions where the choice is taken to err on the side of stupidity.
When in Rome. If the shoe fits. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Even if there is neither room nor need for another "man you love to hate" in the sport of boxing, the idea of yet embracing it for just a while could prove to be advantageous.
Just like an annoying splinter which continues to break into even more shards of pain every time you try to pull it from your skin is the tap-tap-tap reminders within the sport of boxing that bonafide match ups likened to a #1 vs #2 are scarce, to say the least.