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Sunday, May 10, 2015

The Boxing Glove Book Review: One Punch From The Promised Land

The Boxing Glove Sunday Night Book Review by Peter Silkov
"One Punch From The Promised Land: Leon Spinks, Michael Spinks, and the Myth of the Heavyweight Title"  By John Florio and Ouisie Shapiro

“One Punch From The Promised Land: Leon Spinks, Michael Spinks, and the Myth of the Heavyweight Title" is the story of the Spinks brothers, Leon and Michael, and how they used boxing as a way to escape the life of hardship and poverty that they had both been born into together.

The two brothers, Leon and Michael Spinks,grew up in St Louis, in the notorious Pruitt-Igoe housing project. Leon, born on July 11, 1953, and Michael, born on July 13, 1956, became Olympic Gold medallists together in the 1976 Games, then both would become world champions as professionals. Eventually, the two men would become the first brothers to both win the World heavyweight title, with Leon scoring a famous win over Muhammad Ali in 1978. Michael scored an upset victory over Larry Holmes in 1985, after having held the World light-heavyweight championship for a number of years previously.

Despite their shared triumphs in the roped square, Leon and Michael were two very different men, and two very different fighters, and as their professional careers progressed, their lives, both inside and outside, the ring took very different routes.

While Michael took a steady route to the WBA world light-heavyweight title (which he won July 18, 1981, with a point’s decision over Eddie Mustafa Muhammad). Leon blazed a spectacularly meteoric charge to the World heavyweight championship, which he won with a shocking upset point’s victory over Muhammad Ali on February 15, 1978. Leon had been a professional for just a little over a year, and was having just his 8th professional fight when he beat the legendary Ali.

After beating Ali, Leon became an overnight phenomenon. But if Leon’s rise to the heavyweight title and stardom had been meteoric, his fall back down to the ground would be even more spectacular and ultimately devastating. Within a few weeks of him winning the world championship, the stories coming out from an ever story- hungry press changed, from the complimentary to the critical. It became more clear with every passing day that Leon was overwhelmed by the scale of his achievement and the fame and attention that it had attracted. Soon he was embroiled in a victory party, which would last the best part of the next decade.

Just seven months after his improbable victory over ‘The Greatest,’ an ill-prepared Leon was beaten in the rematch with Ali. It was the start of a long spiral down to almost where he had started. By the time Michael won the WBA world light heavyweight title from Eddie Mustafa Muhammad, in July 1981, Leon was effectively burnt out as a fighter. Ruined by devastating defeats in the ring and a no- holds-barred party life outside of the ring.

“One Punch from The Promised Land” is a fascinating study of how two brothers from the same background react to success and fame in such drastically different ways. Michael, in contrast to Leon, would go from strength to strength. After defending his World light-heavyweight title successfully 10 times, he would then move up to heavyweight, pull off a huge upset by beating Larry Holmes, and winning the World heavyweight championship. He became the first World light-heavyweight champion to successfully move up and win the World heavyweight championship.  He would go on to be defeated just once in his career, by Mike Tyson, in his final fight.

John Florio and Ouisie Shapiro do a great job in this book of peeling back the glamorous façade of the boxing game and revealing the darker, shark-infested elements of the sweet science. We see how in differing degrees, boxing offered both Spinks brothers an escape route from their impoverished childhood, but also a trap. It is a trap that so many boxers fall into at the end of their careers, one that can leave them broken and damaged if they fail to escape from it in time. 

Both Spinks brothers come through this book as courageous and all too human. Leon, for all his mishaps, wild living, and the self-destruction of his boxing career, still achieved the remarkable.

“One Punch from the Promised Land is a fascinating exploration of success and failure, both in and out of the boxing ring. It is especially a fascinating read for all those who want to know what was going on behind the scenes in the heavyweight division during the 1970s and 80s. This book offers a lingering, often unflattering insight into the world of professional boxing, and the fight of two brothers seeking to better their lives by using it.
Copyright © 2015 The Boxing Glove, Inc. Peter Silkov Art. All Rights Reserved. Peter Silkov contributes to www.theboxingglove.com and www.theboxingtribune.com


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Monday, July 28, 2014

Gennady Golovkin vs. Daniel Geale: The GGG Man Guns Down Geale

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By Peter Silkov

There was something beautifully brutal about Gennady Golovkin’s (30-0, 27koes) three round demolition of Daniel Geale (30-3, 16koes) on Saturday, in defence of his WBA world middleweight title, at New York’s famed Madison Square Garden.  Although this was Golovkin’s third appearance at ’the Garden,’ it was his first in the ‘main room,’ and he delivered a performance worthy of the historic venue.

Daniel Geale arrived with the credentials that made him the champion’s most formidable challenger so far. He was a former world champion himself, who had never been stopped during his career, and had not been so much as floored, for many years. However, in the end, Geale fell like all of the rest. Indeed, when faced with what was on paper, his greatest challenge so far, Golovkin gave one of his most comprehensively destructive performances to date. It was a performance, which surely took Golovkin one-step closer to the super fights that he craves. After this victory, the excuses of the divisions other ’world champions’ (specifically WBC, and lineal champion Miguel Cotto) for not facing the ‘GGG’ man, are becoming ever weaker.

The challenger entered the ring seemingly unnoticed by the crowd, but when Golovkin entered, the buzz around the historic hall became palpable. Golovkin approached the ring to the rocking strains of The White Stripes “Seven Nation Army” which is a fitting track for the hard-edged fighting style of the champion. The entrance music aside, Gennady was all business as he approached the ring like a man in a hurry. As he would later say in the post fight interview, ’This is no joke’. Golovkin’s business is destruction. 

Daniel Geale came to fight. That much was evident from the start of the first round, when the challenger looked to make use of his herky-jerky style by moving about on the outside of the ring, and firing off some jabs and uppercuts at the already stalking champion. Despite his ferocious reputation, Golovkin tends to use the first round or two of his contests to feel out his opponent, before committing himself totally to his decisive attacks. Even so, such is the destructive power in his hands that Golovkin usually manages to hand out some crucial damage, even while studying his competitor. While Geale tried to circle around him and landed some determined looking jabs, the champion stalked, taking centre ring, and fired some early jabs of his own, which were finding the challenger’s face already.

Golovkin’s punches are understated at first sight; they are not dramatic or flashy, his shots are short and precise, and delivered with perfect balance.  It is this mixture of precision, balance, timing, and speed, allied with a strength that seems to belie his almost slight frame, which merges together to create such impressive effects.

Perhaps the timekeeper was especially engrossed in this opening round, as it ran on for close to five minutes, before finally being brought to a halt. 

As the over long round moved on, Geale continued to stay on the outside of the ring, while stopping his movement every now and then to fire his sporadic attacks.  The challenger’s strategy seemed to be to move in and out, scoring with jabs and flurries, then getting back on the move, and providing as slippery a target as possible for his heavy-handed antagonist.  As strategies go, it made sense, and seemed the perfect fit for a durable, all-round boxer such as Geale.  Yet, as the fight unfolded, it would become evident that it will take much more than simply a good strategy to derail the fighting machine from Kazakhstan. 

Golovkin was already beginning to land his jab with more regularity the further the first round travelled. In the last minute of the round (which was actually its 4th minute), Geale slipped to the floor after getting his foot caught upon an over zealous camera operator’s camera.  No harm was done, but it was a portent of things to come. 
When the round was finally called to its conclusion, Geale was already cut over the right eye, by virtue of the champion’s pinpoint jabs.

Geale began the second round fast, landing some multiple jabs, and a good right hand. The GGG man responded with a scything left hook, and a series of left jabs that drove his challenger back onto the ropes, where a body shot, followed by a right-left-right combination, dropped Geale to the canvas by the ropes. No slip this time.

On regaining his feet, Geale was wearing the expression of surprise and bemusement previously seen on the faces of past Golovkin opponent’s.  For all of the talk surrounding his punching prowess, Golovkin’s challengers still seem genuinely shocked when they experience the full force of a GGG attack. Perhaps it is the speed and subtlety with which it strikes. Who can forget Curtis Stevens’ almost comical expression when he was floored in the second round in his fight with Golovkin last year. Certainly the impression Golovkin’s attacks have on his challengers is a lasting one, from beginning to end.

Showing admirable spirit, Geale returned to the fray, with a look of grim determination, although perhaps knowing deep down, that this fight was heading towards only one conclusion. With his cut right eye reopened, what had been a bright start to the fight by the challenger just minutes earlier was swiftly falling apart. 

Despite this disintegration, Geale continued to fight back, but there was a tinge of desperation in his work now, as his punches were mostly being deftly blocked, by the muscular arms of the champion. All the while Golovkin continued to take his time over his work, like a surgeon performing an operation, or an artist putting the finishing touches to his latest work. Nothing is wasted by Golovkin, every punch, and every step is measured, and has a reason and a purpose.

In the closing moments of the second round, Golovkin landed some thudding body shots that were all of the better to soften up his prey. While Geale’s punches seemed to simply bounce off the world champion, if they were not blocked or deflected by his long muscular arms, every punch that the champion lands seemed to have an ever-more debilitating effect upon the challenger.

The challenger’s spirit was unbowed, as he came out for the third round defiantly throwing leather, a left jab, then two right hands, first to the head, then to the body.  Once more, they seemed to simply bounce off the champion, who resumed his forward march behind a probing, pole-like left jab.  Geale grabbed onto a brief moment of glory, when after skilfully slipping some Golovkin punches, with a nifty bob-and-weave, he allowed himself some celebratory showboating. Geale’s mischievous display produced not a flicker of emotion on the champion’s visage, and yet, this is the point where Golovkin chose to step up his attack. Geale was shaken by a left hook to the head, which backed him up into a corner, where Golovkin landed thudding lefts and rights to his body. After gingerly escaping from the corner, Geale skirted around the edge of the ring, with the GGG man in cool pursuit, picking and probing, looking for that final opening. Geale’s movement, which at the first bell of the contest was part of his strategy to try and win, became his only method of survival. 

Geale couldn’t avoid the GGG man’s pinpoint shots for long, as the ring became smaller and smaller for him.  Golovkin fired a right, then a left hook, which momentarily froze Geale, and then a straight right to the chin dropped the challenger onto his back by the ropes. Geale got up quickly, but he staggered backwards, his balance gone, his eyes bleary. When referee Mike Ortega asked him if he was all right to continue, Geale gave a brief disconsolate shake of the head and the fight was over.  

This was Gennady Golovkin’s 10th defence of the WBA world middleweight championship that he won in late 2010 and his 17th straight stoppage victory.  Some critics have questioned the quality of some of Golovkin’s challengers, but since the beginning of his career, the GGG man has impressed not so much by who he has beaten, but how he has beaten them. There can be no denying that Golovkin is one of the most efficient and destructive fighters, pound-for-pound, currently on the planet. 
Perhaps it shouldn’t be surprising that the other ‘world champions’, at 160 pounds, are not beating down any doors to take on the GGG man. 

In his post-fight interview, Golovkin called out (politely of course) all of the other ’world champions’, but especially Miguel Cotto, the WBC and linerel champion.  While some would use trash talk and profanity to go with their challenges, Golovkin seeks to appeal to the fighting pride of his fellow champions.  Golovkin wants to give the fans what they desire, the best fighting, and the best in unification fights.  It is an almost quaint desire on the part of the Kazakhstan fighter.  He is a throwback to the time when the best really did fight the best, and this is another reason for the GGG man’s growing appeal amongst the boxing public. 

Gennady Golovkin may be running out of willing opponents, but those who are trying to avoid him are also running out of credible excuses.

Copyright © 2014 The Boxing Glove, Inc. Peter Silkov Art. All Rights Reserved. Peter Silkov contributes to www.theboxingglove.com and www.theboxingtribune.com

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Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Rocky Graziano: Hey, Ma, your bad boy did good!

By Peter Silkov

Rocky Graziano’s life story is the classic tale of a bad boy who makes good through boxing. Born Rocco Barbella in New York, on January 1, 1922, Graziano was a tearaway as a youngster and in constant trouble with the Police. He seemingly was on the road to a life of crime and jail, until he discovered that his inner anger and fire could be used successfully inside a boxing ring. After a short amateur career, Graziano turned professional in 1942. There was nothing subtle about Graziano’s fighting style, he was an embodiment of what any fighter named ‘Rocky’ is expected be; a crude and savage brawler with a huge heart and a knockout punch in each fist.

Graziano quickly became a huge favourite with the fans in the mid-1940s. When the World middleweight champion Tony Zale returned from duty in WW2, a contest between him and the division’s newest sensation, Graziano, was a natural. 
In all, the two men fought three times in what has been celebrated as one of boxing’s greatest ever rivalries. The first two fights between Graziano and Zale are considered two of the greatest and most savage title contests of modern times. In their first meeting on September 27, 1946,  Graziano rose from a 1st round knockdown, to floor Zale in the 2nd, and then savagely pummel him over the next few round before being overwhelmed in the 6th round by a vicious right to the body, and left hook to the jaw. 

The rematch took place ten months later on July 16, 1947, this time, it was Zale who had the upper hand early on, flooring Graziano in the 3rd, and looking at times to be only a punch or two from victory, only to be overcome by a desperate fight back from Graziano.  Despite being badly punished by Zale, with a bloody left eye, and a closing right eye, Graziano threw everything that he had left at Zale in the 5th and 6th rounds, in an astonishingly brutal and relentless attack, that ended with Zale draped exhausted and battered, through the middle ropes in the 6th round. At that point, the referee waved the fight off and declared Rocky Graziano the new World middleweight champion.  Graziano’s first words after his spectacular victory were ‘Mama, the bad boy done it!’

Rocky made the first defence of his Middleweight world championship 11 months later, on June 10, 1948, in what was his 3rd and last fight with Tony Zale. This time, it was more straightforward, as Zale overwhelmed Graziano from the start, flooring him in the first and then again in the third, before finally knocking out Rocky in the 3rd round, and regaining the middleweight crown from Graziano.

After losing his world title, Rocky came back with a string of twenty wins and one draw over the next four years, including exciting victories over Charlie Fusari, Gene Burton, and two wins and a draw over fellow crowd favourite Tony Janiro.  On April 16, 1952, Graziano tried to regain the World middleweight title against the great Sugar Ray Robinson, but after scoring a brief knockdown of Robinson, Graziano was then put down fro the full count in the 3rd round.

Rocky had one more fight after this, being out-pointed by the clever, but light fisted Chuck Davey. Graziano retired in 1952 with a final record of 67(52koes)-10-6.
In his retirement Graziano became a popular TV personality, actor, and his life story was made into a film starring Paul Newman.  As he often liked to say… somebody up there liked him. 

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Friday, May 9, 2014

Martin Gethin vs. Derry Mathews: Winner Takes All

By Peter Silkov

This Saturday night, May 10, will see an intriguing clash for the British lightweight championship, between defending champion Martin Gethin and challenger Derry Mathews, at the atmospheric Olympia arena in Liverpool, Merseyside. In an era filled with far too many superfluous titles, the British championship still holds a special place in boxing. This title has a prestige that comes from a deep and storied history, and physically, it is by far the most aesthetically impressive of all the many championship belts in boxing today. Hardly surprising, contests for a British championship often turn out to be classics, and Saturday’s meeting between Gethin and Mathews promises to be no different.

Both boxers have good skill levels, but usually prefer to turn their fights into physical brawls, with this taken into account and looking at both fighters styles, it seems almost impossible for this clash to be anything other than exciting,

Each man goes into this fight with something to prove. With  the domestic lightweight division  busting at the seams and the amount of talent that there is in the division at the moment, a win for either man will catapult him into the upper ratings of the division, and the promise of bigger fights in the future.  However, the loser will be relegated to the back of the queue; regarding the domestic pecking order of the division.

The stakes are high for both men in this match, each coming into it off a loss, and know that two losses in a row will represent a significant career setback. Gethin’s most recent outing was on May 31, 2013, when he was knocked out in the 7th round by Ammeth Diaz, in an IBF World lightweight title eliminator, while Mathews’ last fight on December 7, 2013, saw him losing on points to Stephen Ormond, for the WBO European lightweight championship. 

Although he is the defending British champion, Gethin is in some ways the division’s forgotten man, as fighters such as Anthony Crolla, Tommy Coyle, Kevin Mitchell, John Murray, Gavin Rees, Ricky Burns, and Mathews, have all enjoyed higher profiles recently than the current British champion has. 

‘Dirty’ Derry Mathews is one of the most popular and familiar faces at lightweight, with a colourful, up and down career, that stretches back to 2003, and has seen him score wins over Rees, Crolla, and Coyle amongst others. Mathews is the kind of fighter who entertains the fans; win, lose or draw, his fights are never dull, even if he is having a bad night.  During 2008 to 2010, Mathews’ career seemed to be all but over, after he lost 5 out of 8 fights, but he came back with some of his career best performances, to revitalise his career, and become a firm favourite with the fans.  

2013 was a kind of year that sums up Derry’s career, highs and lows, amidst constant drama, and action.  Mathews fought a controversial draw with Anthony Crolla in March, for the Commonwealth title, he then won the vacant Commonwealth title in July, when he came from behind to knockout Tommy Coyle in the 10th round.  Mathews then defended the Commonwealth title in September, with an impressive 4rd round knockout of Curtis Woodhouse (who has since gone on to win the British light-welterweight title) then came the December defeat to Stephen Ormand, in which Mathews broke his hand, and looked to be suffering the effects of a busy and punishing year. In March, while he was still recovering from having his injured hand operated on, Mathews suffered the added setback of being stripped of his Commonwealth lightweight title, when it was deemed that he would not be ready in time to defend against mandatory challenger, Richard Commey.  Ironically, Mathews’contest against Gethin on Saturday is a week before Commey fights Benjamin Ashley for the now vacant Commonwealth lightweight championship on May 17.

2014 has already given us a number of ‘fights of the year’ candidates at lightweight, with Gavin Rees vs. Gary Buckland, Anthony Crolla vs. John Murray, and Tommy Coyle vs. Daniel Brizuela.  Come Saturday, the chances are that there will be another classic fight to add to this list.  Both Mathews and Gethin have similar boxer-fighter styles and like to mix it up whenever possible. Mathews has an edge in skills and experience at the highest level, and the fact that he will be fighting in front of his own Liverpool crowd, will also be a distinct bonus for Mathews.

While Gethin will be looking to gain some recognition of his own by beating Mathews tomorrow, Mathews in turn, will be aiming to get his career back on track with a win over Gethin, which will get him closer to his dream of fighting for the world title before he retires. 

Derry Mathews has said that if he loses to Martin Gethin tomorrow he will probably retire from the sport, but Mathews should have too much experience and overall ability for Gethin, and should find himself a winner on points, or via a late round stoppage, in what is likely to be another colourful chapter in Derry Mathews ring history.

         

Copyright © 2014 The Boxing Glove, Inc. Peter Silkov Art. All Rights Reserved. Peter Silkov contributes to www.theboxingglove.com and www.theboxingtribune.com


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Diego "Chico" Corrales: Born to Explode Loud and Fierce

By Peter Silkov

If ever a fighter earned himself the right to be called a warrior in the ring, that man was Diego ’Chico’ Corrales. During his eleven-year professional career Corrales was one of the most exciting, fan friendly fighters of his era. Corrales was a tall, rangy, box-fighter, who possessed underrated boxing skills, but often preferred to brawl, rather than box with his opponents, relying on his big punch, more than his boxing ability, to gain him victory.  Most of Corrales early opponents fell quickly underneath his blazing fists. Corrales gung-ho brand of fighting, along with his personable and emotional out-of-the-ring demeanor, soon made Corrales a favourite amongst the fans.

After turning pro in early 1996, at the age of 19 years old, Corrales ran up a record of 28-0 with 24 knockouts, before being granted a shot at Roberto Garcia/an IBF world Super-featherweight championship.  Corrales showed he belonged upon the big stage when he ripped the world title away from Garcia, with a 7th round stoppage on October 23, 1999.  After making four defences of his world title, Corrales took on Floyd Mayweather Jr. for the WBC World Super-featherweight championship, on January 20, 2001, and was stopped in the 10th round, after being floored five times.  It was Corrales’ first defeat as a professional and he took his loss, and the destructive nature of it, badly.  Behind his amiable persona, Corrales was a complex individual, with a dark side that went all the way back to a rough and dysfunctional youth in Sacramento. Corrales’ private life imploded after his loss to Mayweather Jr. and he ended up spending time in jail due to a domestic altercation with his ex-partner. 

From having the boxing world at his feet at one moment, Corrales found his reputation and his boxing career shattered.  Yet, he bounced back, emerging from prison focused upon redemption, both professionally and personally. Corrales returned to the ring in 2003, after two years out, and compiled a string of four comeback wins, before taking on the talented Cuban Joel Casamayor, on October 4, 2003, for the vacant International Boxing Association Super-Featherweight title. The two put on a spectacular and exciting fight, until Corrales was stopped in the 6th round, due to a severely cut mouth.  Despite the defeat, Corrales had re-established himself in the big time. Five months later, Corrales won a rematch with Casamayor, beating him on points, to win the vacant WBO world super-featherweight title. 

‘Chico’ had entered the peak of his career, which would last two years, and be filled with the most savage of pugilistic drama. Corrales moved up to lightweight and won the WBO World Lightweight championship from Acelino Freitas, winning by a 10th round stoppage after a savage fight.  In his next fight, on May 7, 2005, Corrales took on WBC World Lightweight champion Jose Luis Castillo, in a unification battle, and the ensuring contest turned out to be one of the fights of the decade, and one of the most savage brawls seen for years, with ’Chico’ snatching victory from seemingly certain defeat.

Corrales paid a big price for victory; he never seemed to be the same fighter again. In a rematch with Castillo, five months after their first bout, and giving away weight, after Castillo had failed to make the weight limit, Corrales was knocked out in the 4th round; his former recuperative powers conspicuous in their absence. Corrales had two more fights, and lost both, being out-pointed by Joel Casamayor and Joshua Clottey.  In his last fight against Clottey on April 7, 2007, Corrales fighting at welterweight looked a pale shadow of the fighter he had been just a short time before; the brutal wars had taken their toll. 
Just a month after his final fight, on May 7, 2007, Diego Corrales was killed in a motorcycle accident near his home in Las Vegas.  His death came exactly two years to the day after his greatest victory in the ring, his 10th round stoppage of Jose Luis Castillo.

Some people are born to live quiet and die unknown, while others are born to explode loud and fierce, for all to see, and once seen are never forgotten.


Copyright © 2014 The Boxing Glove, Inc. Peter Silkov Art. All Rights Reserved. Peter Silkov contributes to www.theboxingglove.com and www.theboxingtribune.com


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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Untouchable No More… Floyd Mayweather Jr. Struggles Past Marcos Maidana

By Peter Silkov


Floyd Mayweather Jr.(46-0, 26koes) successfully defended his World Welterweight title on Saturday night, May 3rd, against the rugged Argentine Marcos Maidana, (35-4, 31koes), but although he won the decision, his aura of invincibility was severely dented against a man whom many had not given a chance. This was a title unification battle of sorts, as Maidana was putting on the line his ‘Super’ WBA World Welterweight title, which he had won from Adrien Broner last year, while Mayweather was defending his WBC World Welterweight title. 

However, it almost goes without saying that Mayweather was regarded as the true champion in the run up to this match, while Maidana’s status was seen by most as little more of than that of a challenger, who was more than a little lucky to find himself in the ring with the world’s number one, not just at welterweight, but pound- for-pound as well.  Instead, Maidana, far from shrinking into his role as ‘challenger’ as have so many of Mayweather Jr’s past opponents, seemed to relish both his role and his opportunity, just as he had against Adrien Broner late last year.

The MGM Grand in Las Vegas, Nevada, has in recent years become a 'home away from home’ for Mayweather, whose out-of-the-ring home is just a short limousine drive away, and this was Mayweather’s ninth fight in a row under the MGM’s adoring neon lights. 

This was supposed to be just another house party for the former ‘Pretty Boy’, who prefers be known now as either ‘The Money Man’ or ‘TBE’ (The Best Ever).  He was expecting and expected by most to have his little dance of the sweet science, and leave his house guest of the night, Maidana, baffled and bemused, like so many before him. Yet, on this particular occasion, Mayweather must have emerged at the end of the night with the feeling that his act had been well and truly upstaged by his latest paid guest, Marcos Maidana, who’d had the temerity to ignore the script, did his best to wreck Mayweather Jr’s act, and turned out to be a full blown party pooper for Floyd.  It’s unlikely that Floyd will have experienced many longer nights than last Saturday, and although he emerged from it all officially victorious in the end, the truth was there for everyone to see, in the harsh ring lights. The party is almost over for Floyd Mayweather.  

Maidana came into this fight off the back of his upset victory last year over Mayweather’s heir apparent, Adrien Broner. While he was able to beat and expose Broner, the general thinking going into this match with Mayweather was that Broner is not Mayweather, and that this would be the difference when Maidana tried to do the same things to Mayweather, which he did to Broner. As it turned out, Maidana was able to give Mayweather almost as much trouble as he gave his protégé Broner. That is to say, it was just short of the two-knockdowns, ass whipping, which he handed out to Broner just a few months ago. Mayweather was not floored, nor did he ever look like going down, but he was harassed, battered, bloodied, and bemused, in much the same way as Broner was previously to him.  Only Mayweather’s superior defensive skills and experience saved him from being totally overwhelmed by the human wrecking machine that is Marcos Maidana.  Whether that was enough to gain Mayweather the victory, is open to debate.

After the usual pre-fight ceremonies, which included Mayweather parading his rather colourful entourage, the action started with both men starting off fairly cautiously, circling each other, with Mayweather flicking his jab and Maidana trying a jab or two of his own, while stalking the retreating champion. As the fight approached the second minute, Maidana turned up the heat, and gave Mayweather a clue as to what he had in store for him for the rest of the fight. Maidana unleashed his first real burst of thumping left hooks to the body and head, provoking Mayweather to hold tightly; a tactic he would fall upon throughout the fight, with an air of shock, and surprise.  In the last minute of the round, with Mayweather having been maneuvered onto the ropes, Maidana let his threshing machine attack go into full flow, swinging with both arms. He hit Mayweather wherever he could; the shoulders, arms, head, the champion blocked and dodged some, but a surprising number were getting through, especially some thumping shots to the body.  Mayweather stood with his back to the ropes and tried to ride the storm. It was as if he was trying to dodge a hurricane with just an umbrella.  If Mayweather thought that this storm would soon pass then he was mistaken, this was just the beginning.     

In the second round, Floyd  tried to get his jab going more, and to keep more distance between himself and Maidana, as Marcos stalked, and reached for Mayweather‘s body.  Although Floyd landed some good jabs, he was having trouble keeping the Argentine at bay, and seemed genuinely disconcerted by Maidana‘s aggression and intensity.  In the last minute of the round, Mayweather found himself driven to the ropes again, where Maidana once more unleashed his thumping hooks and swings, looking as if he were trying to chop down a tree.   

As the fight progressed, both men were guilty of stretching the rules to something beyond the sweet science, with Floyd guilty of incessant holding and wrestling, plus use of the forearm, in an attempt to defuse Maidana’s attacks. Maidana meanwhile, never the most subtle or sweetest of fighters, replied to Mayweather’s holding with a variety of low blows, rabbit-punching, and some wreastling of his own. To his credit, although referee Tony Weeks allowed Mayweather to get away with too much holding throughout the fight, he resisted going the route of penalising Maidana points for his own, often more blatant infringements.   

Maidana launched himself upon Mayweather from the beginning of the 3rd round, provoking yet more holding by Floyd, and then a forearm, one of many, which Floyd used throughout the fight to try and push Maidana away. After one such clinch, Maidana was warned by referee Tony Weeks for pulling on Floyd’s left arm.  

Maidana replied to this by forcing Floyd back onto the ropes, where he again launched his thumping, failing two-armed attack upon the number one boxer in the world, pound-for-pound.  Mayweather tried to counter Maidana, but while his punches were classier in delivery and precision, they simply bounced off Maidana like arrows off a tank. The last minute of the 3rd found Floyd on the defensive again, with his back pressed against the ropes, as Maidana assaulted him once more with an almost frightening fury. 

By the 4th round, Mayweather bemusement had evolved into something akin to panic, as he looked less and less like the best boxer in the world, and more like someone who just wants to get a quick ride home. In the midst of some rough clinching, a Mayweather forearm is replied to by a Maidana forehead and the result is a cut over Mayweather’s right eye.  Floyd’s reaction to being cut was not to fire off combinations of retaliation at his tormentor, as greats of the past would have done, but instead he went on the retreat, while complaining to the referee and dabbing at his bleeding eye.  Mayweather’s complaints to the referee by this time were mirroring Adrien Broner’s when he fought Maidana last year, like Broner before him; Floyd seemed to be having trouble accepting that Maidana was actually having the audacity to hit him with impunity.

The 5th round found Mayweather still struggling to deal with his cut right eye, and not doing a whole lot a else, as he looked increasingly wary of Maidana’s frenetic attacks. What punches Floyd did land, were simply walked through by Maidana.  Once more, the round ended with Floyd with his back on the ropes as Maidana hammered away with both hands, with a happy abandon. Mayweather’s defensive skills saved him from taking too many punches flush, but far more punches were connecting than usual, as Maidana’s intensity and volume of punches battered through one of boxing’s best defences.

In the 6th round, Mayweather was once more spending most of his time planted by the ropes and managing some counters, while Maidana continued his industrial assaults, hammering away with both fists as if trying to batter down a wall. 

Mayweather had his best round of the fight in the 7th round, as Maidana slacked off a little for the first time in the fight, as if to show that he is human after all, rather than some kind of inhuman wrecking machine. Mayweather landed some good jabs and counters upon Maidana in this stanza and for the first time in the fight held a modicum of control in the round. Maidana looked tired for the first time in the fight, which was hardly surprising considering the pace he had been setting since the first bell.

Maidana found his second wind in the 8th round, pressuring Mayweather with verve once more. The round was close, as Mayweather continued to land some good counters, but the aggressive Maidana was refusing to be denied, and his heavy punches made Floyd’s less frequent counters on the retreat seem innocuous by comparison.

The 9th round saw Floyd create a bit more distance between himself and Maidana, as he used his legs and produced his best footwork of the contest. Maidana was not coming forward with quite as much zeal as in the previous round, and this was probably Floyd’s best round of the fight, and one of the few that he won cleanly. Yet, it was still a close round, and although Mayweather landed the cleaner punches, they had little more than an annoyance affect upon Maidana.

There was more wrestling than clean punches landed in the 10th, as Maidana closed the distance again on Mayweather provoking the best fighter pound-for-pound in the world to clinch desperately when his Argentine tormenter got close to him.  Mayweather used some footwork and one of his few combinations of the fight, to slightly edge this round on clean punches, but was he really doing enough to override the domination Maidana had held in the earlier rounds?

Both fighters were finding it hard to score cleanly in the 11th round. Maidana was trying to bulldoze Mayweather with renewed relish, while Mayweather clinched tightly and carried the air of a man who still couldn’t believe that he was being treated so badly in a ring that he had grown to regard as his home, and in front of the guests whom had come to see him perform. Maidana put the seal on this round by pushing Mayweather into the ropes and launching one of his two-fisted assaults, which while it may have lacked the freshness and intensity of the earlier rounds, it was still the best work done by either fighter within the round. Marcos Maidana stayed standing between the 11th and final round, with the air of someone who has completed a mission. 

The 12th round was another close one, with Maidana trying to get close and land his bombs, while Mayweather tried to keep him at bay with some footwork, and yet more clinches. Floyd scored with more clean punches than he did in the 11th, but was still sparing on his offense, as he had been throughout the fight, while Maidana’s attacks were slower and less focused, due to a weariness caused by his own exertions. Yet, Maidana came forward, until the last bell. 

At the bell, both men raised their arms in triumph, as is customary, yet there was a marked contrast between the jubilation of Maidana and his corner, and the palpable sense of relief that it was all over that came from Mayweather and his team. Of the two sides, Maidana seemed to the only one truly celebrating.

Unfortunately, Maidana had too much faith in the judges. When the judge‘s scores were announced, Maidana’s jubilation turned quickly to anger and disappointment. By the time he gave his post fight interview, he had already adopted the attitude of someone who had seen it all before.

When the judge’s scorecards were read out, it started well for Maidana, with Judge Micheal Pernick scoring the contest a draw at 114-to-114, but then came Burt A. Clement’s 117-to-111 for Floyd, and Judge Dave Moretti’s 116-112, also for Floyd.   Scoring fights is always subjective to a certain degree; this is both, one of the charms and curses, of boxing.  It is a charm because one fight can be seen in so many different ways by different people, according to their own personal viewpoints., but it is also a curse, because this very aspect that makes boxing unique from so many other sports, also leaves it open to manipulation and dishonesty. 

Did Floyd win on Saturday? There are many who seem to feel that he eked out a victory, but few, save the diehards, who feel their own pride is piqued by the treatment of their hero at the hands of the savage Maidana, will say that Floyd had an easy time of it, and won clearly.  Certainly, Judge Clements score seems to have been made up by someone who watched a different fight.  Even judge Moretti’s 116-to-112 seems to downplay how much Maidana harassed, bullied, and battered Mayweather through much of the 12 rounds of their fight. Judge Pernick’s 114-to-114 is the closest to the truth of what happened in the ring. The official punch stats for the match reveal that Maidana threw a whopping 858 punches, to Mayweather’s 426, while landing 221 to Mayweather’s 230 landed. Maidana’s punch figures set a record for punches, both thrown and landed, against Floyd Mayweather. While he missed with many of his punches, Maidana still officially landed just 9 fewer punches than the precision king Mayweather did. As for workrate and aggression, Maidana’s superiority in those areas during the fight are unquestionable. It is said that the best way of judging a close fight is to decide which fighter has had the most difficult time overall in the fight, who has been hurt or discomforted the most out of both men.  Looking at Saturday’s match overall, it seems clear that it was Mayweather who was the most troubled boxer during the contest. He was the one who spend much of the fight trapped on the ropes, as he tried to defend himself against Maidana’s frenetic attacks. It was also Floyd, rather than Maidana, who was the most relieved when the fight had reached its conclusion.

Although Floyd officially won the fight, and added Maidana’s WBA title to his own WBC World Welterweight championship, he lost something against Maidana on Saturday night, something perhaps even more precious to him than the world titles, his aura of invincibility. When Maidana battered and bullied Adrien Broner to defeat last year, it was proof that Broner is no Floyd Mayweather.  Now, just a few short months later, Maidana has treated Floyd Mayweather in much the same way as he did Broner.  Floyd was saved from further damage and embarrassment, by his superior defence to Broner, and his experience and guile are what got Floyd through on Saturday night.

Maidana didn’t just write a blueprint for how to defeat Floyd Mayweather; he tore down Mayweather’s carefully constructed aura of untouchablity, and threw it away into the Las Vegas night. 

As the smoke clears and the excuses begin, it’s hard to ignore the age factor, and at 37 years of age, father time may finally be coming to call for Floyd.  However, it shouldn’t be overlooked that Maidana is the first man since Jose Luis Castillo, and to a certain extent Miguel Cotto, to have the strength and heart, both physically and mentally to force their way past the Mayweather mystic, though to the man behind it.
For the first time in his career, Floyd looked vulnerable, old even. 

In the immediate aftermath of the match there was already talk of a rematch. One hopes that if they do fight again, Marcos Maidana will be paid handsomely for it.  Despite his time as a top contender stretching back at least five years, and despite Maidana being one of the gutsiest and most entertaining of today’s top fighters, the Argentine was paid a derisory amount for the Broner fight, and then again against Mayweather. He had to be content with £1.5 million, to Mayweather Jr’s  S32 million dollars. Maidana seems to have been mistaken for an illegal immigrant, and to have been treated accordingly, by many of boxing‘s powers that be.

There’s more than one way to win and lose in boxing, and on Saturday night, Marcos Maidana and Floyd Mayweather Jr. both lost, and won, in different ways, and with different effects.  While Maidana will now bask in a moral victory and look towards further glory in the future, Floyd Mayweather Jr. will clutch this latest victory tightly to himself, with the cold knowledge that it may be one of his last. 

Copyright © 2014 The Boxing Glove, Inc. Peter Silkov Art. All Rights Reserved. Peter Silkov contributes to www.theboxingglove.com and www.theboxingtribune.com


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