Throughout the history of time, actions have always proven that words mean nothing. They are but pennies to a dollar, and might matter after the tax on a .99 drink at a corner store.
Even then they might end up in a dish for anyone to use. That is, if the guy behind the register even bothers to think they matter.
New WBA welterweight champion Marcos Maidana works like a guy behind the counter.
On the front of the rudely dethroned Adrien Broner’s fancy trunks read the following: “About Billions”. If that was supposed to be truth, then “The Problem” is it proved to be fiction. In NASDAQ terms, Broner went from being a blue chip to a pennie stock.
The cow had messed with the bull- and not the “cash cow” either.
Not since the day of Prince Naseem Hamed has a fighter who’s been such a caricature of himself had less character or been loathed more than Adrien Broner. Floyd Mayweather’s arrogant, narcissistic personality traits really only shows up in scattered sequences, and he’s smart enough to know when not to reveal it.
You remember Floyd’s gold-toothless smile that’s accompanied with words of precise diction. Words free of pulp or clutter. It’s part of his gift.
Adrien Broner (27-1, 22 KO’s) never allows you to forget that you hate him, and I instantly remembered that the moment I saw his ass hit the canvas, courtesy of a massive left hook from Maidana in round 2.
Right away I could just imagine people jumping up and down for joy in living rooms across the country.
The champion never waited on Broner or allowed him to preen, furiously engaging him throughout while always punching through him. The Argentinean mauler never admired his work, was committed to his assault, and executed trainer Robert Garcia’s magnificent game-plan to perfection.
After roughhousing Broner to the point of madness while trying to shove both gloves down his throat, Broner took “advantage” of an awkward angle that saw Maidana turn his back to him.
Broner then placed his gloves on Maidana’s hips and feigned sodomy while gyrating back and forth. What Broner (who's IQ was falling faster than he was behind the scorecards) didn't know was, not only had he f***ed himself, but he was going to get his ass beat even further before getting f***ed himself.
It was like shoving a pool ball in the mouth of Ving Rhames’ Marsellus in ‘Pulp Fiction’ and then raping him. You uh, you remember how he got “medieval” on that bastard, in a way that resulted in his never being able to even think about having sex with a man, woman or a dog again for the rest of his life.
Marcos Maidana (35-3, 31 KO's) went medieval on Adrien Broner for things said and done before and during the fight, and he will never be the same. The comprehensive beating he took in dropping a unanimous decision will have lingering effects.
This is the same Adrien Broner who, like a colossal assh*le in tough economic times, was seen flushing $20 bills down the toilet for showing up in a stack of $100’s. The same Broner, who received oral sex from a woman on a toilet bowl and put it on Twitter.
The same Broner, who put Paulie Malignaggi’s “side piece” on blast, and famously blasted Ray J for putting Floyd Mayweather's ex “side piece” on his body in the form of a tattoo, got the living sh** beat out of him by a tattooed guy he was caught mocking God about in Showtime’s “All Access”. Maidana took his undefeated record and shoved it up his ass, while taking his “side piece” belt in the process.
Karma, like father-time, is undefeated.
You can try to script, avoid or fix it if you like, but there really is no beating it. More than likely, what we saw in Maidana's performance against Broner is a portent of things to come for Floyd Mayweather, if for no other reason than he’s the original copy to Broner's bootleg.
The actual blueprint to beating Floyd was on vivid display by Maidana. Not that he would beat him, but that someone can- and will.
In one of the rare instances in life in which we get what we want without really wanting it, I wanted to be wrong about Adrien Broner for all of the right reasons. I picked him to win this fight while hoping to God he’d get his ass kicked.
He is a vile and foul disrespectful representative of the sport and a horrible role model.
No true champion of longevity would party the way he does between fights and allow his conditioning and weight to get out of control like Adrien Broner. He came to the ring with a big mouth, aided by rappers and a small army of supporters, only to leave silenced and humiliated and more importantly- alone.
So devoid of class was he, that he didn't even bother to talk to Showtime after the fight, while being able to guide himself back to the dressing room. Guess he had to take a shower.
The bull had sh** on the cow.