Pretty clear now that the warrior who once went to war with Shane Mosley, Zab Judah, Ricardo Torres and others no longer exists. There is no warrior left in him. Warrior Cotto is now Track Meet Cotto. That performance was extremely disappointing. Yes he got the win. But anybody that thinks he showed heart is a fucking dumb ass. Margarito was coming off a brutal loss and an injury. Lot of rumors that he might be shot. The chance to massacre him is there on a silver platter. What Cotto do? He runs the whole fight. He spend all this time accusing Margarito. Saying he did this. He did that. You would think he would of gone out there looking to destroy the man who supposedly put his life in danger. But no. He instead shows up in the ring wearing his new pair of Usain Bolt's and proceeds to go out and fight like him. And to make it worse he cries like a bitch afterwards. Are you fucking kidding me? There's no crying in baseball. What the fuck makes fools think there's crying in boxing? Sad day in boxing indeed
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