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The Neutral Corner by Jason Probst (April 16, 2006) Photo © Will Hart/HBO
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I’ve never been a lawyer, but watching fights sometimes seems like you’re going through case law books looking for the relevant legal precedent to make a critical decision.
That was the case last Saturday night – or so it seems on paper as viewed by my humble four eyes – with Floyd Mayweathe Jr’s decision win over Zab Judah. Before the two went a compelling twelve rounds, I was tiling toward Antonio Margarito as the world’s best welterweight, but the evidence Mayweather displayed of his considerable ring genius has put me firmly back in his court.
He’s still fast enough to catch greased lighting and avoid it at the same time, and that will be why I’d pick him over any welter in the world – Oscar De La Hoya included (oh! How the seemingly inviolable walls of firm conclusions fall!). He is too damn fast and before you beat a man, you must solve his speed. Margarito holds many keys to beating a guy like Mayweather.
He is not afraid to miss, is rugged and big and aggressive in the classical Mexican grinder style – but in the pantheon of precedent I’ve been wrong too many times on a case like this to go that direction again.
Mayweather is just too, well, Mayweather. It would still be a wonderful fight but I’d pick him, even over Margarito. That wasn’t the case before Saturday, and I’d guess that’s why his showing against Judah seemed far more interesting than the fight stood on its own merits, largely a case between a good horse and a great horse with little suspense as to the outcome after the first couple furlongs.
Mayweather’s radar against a never-better Judah was, indeed, the case citation The Corner was looking for. The correlation between Margarito and Judah, stylistically, has no more in common than Bette Midler and Billie Holiday. Yet the baseline of competency for Mayweather revealed some hard-earned facts: his reflexes will hold up under the smaller margins of fighting a capable welterweight, and he can take a punch.
Yes. That’s right. He has a very good chin.
This was a humorous point of good-natured contention during a discussion I had with Lance Williams, my man who hosts Bob ‘n Weave radio, who is kind enough to have me on as a guest from time to time. Last week Lance quipped that the phrase ”good chin” and “Mayweather” might not go together in the same sentence. But when you consider the elusive question of Mayweather’s chin, the fact that he’s been a pro for nine years now and still has not had to make any kind of a tough stand to demonstrate any kind of temporary mandibular resilience, to say nothing of an extended Waterloo of sorts, by default that means he has a good beard.
Floyd’s may be cast iron or merely moderately thick, but the key distinguishing factor is that his brilliant reflexes serve as an early warning system. He is rarely caught unaware, which is an underlooked but key factor in taking a shot.
When you look at a young Cassius Clay floored by Sonny Banks and Henry Cooper, that was a case of his footwork and defensive positioning needing refinement. But once his technical game caught up to his reflexes, he was very tough to hurt, much less knock off his feet. It was also what carried him well beyond his best years, and if there’s a recent predecessor for Mayweather’s potential duration at the top level of the game it’s Roy Jones, whom I suspect had the same good beard yet so rarely had to show it.
The difference is Mayweather will have many more big fights than Jones did, as opposed to events where by the mere act of showing up he will win the stakes at hand.
I used to pick against Pernell Whitaker, too. I was young and simplistic (or perhaps merely less so) and could never really grasp the nuanced genius of what Whitaker did, how he operated in the master craftsman’s envelope, and handcuffed people from doing the things that made them effective.
Whitaker took away all your weapons, piece by piece, and did as much a mental job on you as anything inflicted in the physical realm. Whitaker, like Mayweather, was a grand con artist of the grinning cerebral sort – he duped you into being too willing to not look bad when he peppered your jabs with counter crosses, sashayed under and around your best combinations, and popped you in the mug before scooting away.
As he rose in weight, a key differentiator in Whitaker’s performances was that he started to lose a round or two, almost always early, probably due to the weight differential and creeping age, before dialing and taking the wings off the bird.
Mayweather did that against Judah. He gave Zab his best shot at unleashing his top-notch stuff – and Judah’s game was very tight – nodded his head, and proceeded to solve the riddle with much room to spare. And Judah’s hands were so much faster than Margarito’s it is now impossible to think Floyd won’t have considerably more time to decide and react. Given that, he is very, very hard to beat. You don’t beat Garry Kasparov by letting him move first and set the tone.
Sure, Margarito is stronger. He won’t give up after four rounds, which was the case with Judah. Not in the “No Mas” fashion, but the “silent contract” so often mentioned by the astute Teddy Atlas, when a guy realizes the game plan is not working, and he falls into a hum-drum mode of showing the flag only occasionally in exchange for the right not to take a worse beating.
It is doubtful Margarito would sign on the dotted line as quickly, but the two Jose Luis Castillo fights suggest that Mayweather can make a virtual no-hitter out of it, winning just enough rounds and minimal exchanges, while being virtually invisible. It remains, at the end of the day, a fascinating proposition between these two, but this is no time to go against the obvious bedrock of reason. Mayweather is the best fighter in the world for a reason – I’ve had him at the top of my pound for pound list since mid-2002 – and to jump ship now would only be a heretical move undermining all the logic that got him there.
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