The amount of injuries and lumps these guys took brought them to Saturday night with the evil talk false bravado and you cant wear the brace by the New York State Athletic commission aka the fly in the ointment. The game is called prize fighting and Cotto like a young lion waiting for the old lion to miss a step bared his teeth and got the pride, the reward, the purse. Legacies had nothing to do with it and being a lineal champ doesn't mean you are the best and the promoters, the suits with the money also helped steer away viable opponents. These are the same criminals that almost destroyed boxing. Remember when all this was on network television? Do you remember the Tuesday night fights, a highly rated program in that time frame being cancelled by men who I am embarrassed to recognize as my gender? A little while ago I read that titles don't mean squat and they don't. Every division is cracked with so many alphabet soup titles and if we are not careful anyone can start an organization and declare himself champion or beat up Tijuana cab drivers to pad their record. Cotto is the champ who beat the lineal champ and now he has to present the burden of truth, fight the number one contender or vacate. I like Cotto and yes he is entitled to a hefty purse but if fighting a non middleweight when you are the champion and you play that shitty game of catch weights then we have to go to the dictionary and I don't want to read the dullest book in the history of mankind next to the New York phone book to tell me what I already know, you have to win fights with the best to be called. Champion