By Patrick Kehoe - Iconic portraits of Roger Federer, Tom Brady, Michael Jordan and Arnold Palmer stare out from major sports and men’s ****zines this last month, with autumnal athletic engagements tugging at our sense of anticipation and nostalgia jointly. Boxing will produce its B-list celebrity micro-giant in the body and persona of ‘welterweight’ Floyd Mayweather Jr., returning to the paid pugilist’s ranks, ending his 21 month retirement sabbatical to mix the mitts with Mexican legend Juan Manual Marquez on HBO pay per viewing. The Michigan reared and Vegas housed Mayweather may not be just about bombast and bills and bullets and bravado, given the undeniable genius of his best boxing. He does, however, play the role of the obnoxious ex-wunderkind, the self-righteous black hat in a dreamscape of glittering superficiality and mountains of money, to now predictable acceptance. Of course, in the age of reality TV and infomercials, the pointed camera ordains that the magnificent and mediocre share equally the spectrum of virtual enlightenment. [details]
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OK. When we say, 'poetry in motion', we refer to an act or action so beautiful, it is as though poetry is becoming alive. You cannot refer to a written article as 'poetry in motion', as the words are prone on the page they are written/typed on. Sorry I had to pull you up on that. And to the idiot who claims Floyd only likes to beat on smaller men, Money has went up in weight 5 different times to win world belts so your comment is entirely fatuous and without justification. ****, I love boxing but it's just a shame that almost everyone who posts on this site is a ****ing numskull
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