Sports is becoming a farce

If you have a spare million or two dollars lying around, you might be able to wangle a couple of tickets to the Floyd Mayweather-Conor McGregor “super” bout coming up.

Many of you are probably wondering just who Mayweather and McGregor are?

The name of Mayweather is vaguely familiar to me since there was a time when I used to watch boxing.

In what passes for boxing today, the 40-year-old Mayweather may be the best boxer pound-for-pound going.

The last time I paid attention to the fight game, Tommy Hearns was boxing Sugar Ray Leonard or heavyweight bully Mike Tyson was trying to beat (or was it bite) opponents.

McGregor, a champion in the Ultimate Fighting Championship series or one of those federations, has zero boxing experience going into this bout.

Muhammad Ali, a true boxing champion, must be rolling over in his grave. And he was a true showman.

Unless he’s given the some kind of special edge, McGregor could easily fall in one round.

Of course, McGregor could strike Mayweather in the face with one of those flying foot hits you see endlessly on ESPN.

It reminds me of the movie, Rocky III, where the main character of the trilogy takes on the giant wrestling star Super Lips (Hulk Hogan) in a charity match. It’s that incredibly stupid.

There are some misguided souls who are trying to put racial overtones on the Mayweather-McGregor meeting.

That’s a great thing to do in an era where racial harmony is a hard thing to find, indeed.

For sporting value, I would much rather watch President Trump take on Joe Biden in a boxing match. That was even suggested during last fall’s election.

Or Mike McCarthy oppose Bill Belichick in an all-football matchup at the 50-yard line at Lambeau Field.

Get your per-pay tickets ready, folks. This is going to be one for the ages. 


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