I'm not a Floyd Mayweather hater and I'm not a Hatton lover, I simply respect both fighters.

I thought Hatton could honestly do it, I felt he could beat Mayweather but on the night the best man won and that was Mayweather, so a big WELL DONE to Mayweather and Hatton can be proud for stepping up and giving it a shot.

I must confess and please I'm not making any excuses, It's just my observation. I thought Hatton looked alot skinnier than he has previouslly been at Light Welter, I expected him to carry abit more bulk into the ring, I feel he may have Overtrained for this fight. I also felt Joe Cortez could have let Hatton get on with it abit more, I'm not sure if you agree with me but I thought Cortez was breaking them up far too much. especially after Hatton caught Mayweather with the jab and knocked him off balance.

Talking about the Jab, De La Hoya said to Hatton before the fight to employ the Jab and when Hatton used his Jab (once in the whole fight) he had success.

That's the biggest thing I felt was missing with Hatton, he never used his Jab to get in close, combined with head movement he could have had more success, I'm not saying he would have won the fight, but ceratainly taken it to points.

In all fairness I think the occasion get the better of Hatton and he lost his composure also I noticed when they were doing the introductions Hatton looked somwhat nervy, you could see it in his eyes.

I got a very interesting newspaper article below which I think sums it up nicely, especially the reference to Hatton's idol.

I've just taken a section of the article:

"Historically, the precedents Hatton most needed to follow had been set by the great lightweight champion Roberto Duran, who had overwhelmed arguably Britain's finest post-war boxer, Kenny Buchanan, in Madison Square Garden and then, as a welterweight in Montreal's Olympic Stadium, waged such effective psychological warfare on the hitherto luminous Sugar Ray Leonard that the man of much greater natural talent found himself fighting another man's fight.


That was Hatton's hope in his remorseless pre-fight questioning of the durability of Mayweather's will.


Unfortunately, there was a missing element; Duran not only talked like a demon, with insults which went to Leonard's very marrow, he also fought like one. When he went into the ring in New York and in Montreal his dark eyes burned like well-lit coals. When Hatton walked to the ring his eyes were pools of something less than conviction; not the outright apprehension that gripped Frank Bruno when he went in against Mike Tyson for a second time, nor that which grew in the much ballyhooed Naseem Hamed when he felt the force and the speed and the sheer determination of his first truly serious opponent, Marco Antonio Barrera, but a dawning of the fact that he had talked his way into something far, far more challenging than anything he had ever faced before.


When Leonard raised his arms, optimistically, in Montreal, Duran was outraged to the point of aiming a kick at his backside. This was a man who had, according to Panamanian legend, once felled a mule with one punch, whose favourite pet was a lion cub, who had persuaded himself he had the measure of the dazzling Sugarman. Hatton made a similar case for himself in regard to Mayweather, but as fight time drew near the difficulties of prosecuting the argument seemed to be written on his face".