Floyd Mayweather Thrashes Ricky Hatton

I was rooting for Ricky Hatton to win over Floyd Mayweather for a number of reasons. Foremost of them was because Pretty Boy Floyd runs his mouth the way Jet Li does his shadow kicks– non-stop. He was becoming too cocky for his own good, even declaring himself to be the greatest player to ever lace a boxing glove. He wanted to be grouped with such boxing legends as Muhammad Ali, Sugar Ray Robinson and the like. He was brash, foul-mouthed, ill-mannered. What’s there to like? I wanted Ricky Hatton to shut him up.

Also had Floyd lost, he would loosen his grip on the pound4pound title of which he’s clearly the frontrunner, followed closely by our very own Manny Pacquiao. I thought that should Floyd lose, it would be a double whammy. He’d be brought crashing back to earth, and Manny could replace him as the pound4pound king.

Unfortunately, Ricky woke up a sleeping dragon. By being relentless in the earlier rounds, roughing Mayweather up, Floyd was forced to come out of his shell and perform like the champion that he is. After the third round, Floyd has already solved the puzzle that Hatton presented to him. He waited for Ricky to come rushing in, let loose a blinding right lead, a quick left hook and you can see Hatton’s head snapping as if it wasn’t part of his torso. By the tenth, Ricky wasn’t as quick as he used to, and with a missed punch that Mayweather timed perfectly, a left hook flew out that connected flush to Hatton’s right jaw, pummeling him forward to the corner pad where he collided and mercifully fell on his back. He got up, only to be pummeled again by Mayweather until the ref had seen enough.

The real Mayweather decided to come out and it was the Pretty Boy version that’s virtually impossible to beat. The way he adapted to Ricky’s game was a pure joy to watch. I really believe that with that performance, he has further solidified his stranglehold as the no. 1 boxer pound4pound.

[photo credit: philboxing.com]