Undefeated welterweight world champ Floyd Mayweather was sued last September by his ex-fiancée, Shantel Jackson, who alleges he choked her, held her prisoner at gunpoint, and blackmailed her with nude photos he’d secretly taken while she slept. TMZ has obtained Mayweather’s texts to his ex, submitted as evidence in the suit, and they are extremely unsettling.
According to Mitt Romney’s decisively grim Twitter bio, he is simply “Former Governor of Massachusetts”—no more, no less. But it’s time to stop dwelling on the past. Because today, Mitt Romney has found love in former World Champion boxer Evander Holyfield—and that love is the sweetest victory of all.
A couple of boxing fans have sued Manny Pacquiao for allegedly failing to disclose a torn rotator cuff before last weekend’s “fight of the century” against Floyd Mayweather. Pacquiao’s team says he reported the injury to the Nevada State Athletic Commission, but a form he filled out prior to the fight indicates no shoulder, elbow, or hand damage.
If you were hoping to watch the matchup between horrible man Floyd Mayweather and the less horrible Manny Pacquiao, it’s possible you had some trouble with your cable provider tonight. And if you were a Time Warner subscriber, customer support would get around to you sometime the morning after the fight.
“You here for the fight?” said my cab driver, who looked like a less successful Guy Fieri. “I used to work for referee Jay Nady, the highest grossing boxing referee of all time.” He gestured out the window at a stoplight. “See that cab? That’s Jay Nady’s cab company right there. The ones with the ‘A.’ The ‘A’ is for asshole. Fuck that guy.”
Actor and faded tough guy Mickey Rourke, age 62, fought in and won a professional boxing match last Saturday night. His opponent: a "homeless drifter" who clearly took a dive.
In this corner, standing 6'7" tall and weighing 215 lbs., undefeated WBC heavyweight champion Deontay Wilder, who has won 31 consecutive decisions by knockout. His opponent: Charlie Zelenoff, a YouTube troll who boasts about his boxing skills and has allegedly been harassing Wilder and his family for three years.
After shaking his head dejectedly at our last foray into trend piece fitness (“That sounds like a workout for an old lady, or someone who had been seriously injured”) Gawker’s resident demon-beast of muscle and tears and intensity trapped inside a mild-mannered Floridian body, Hamilton Nolan, made a pitch: Leah Beckmann and I would come to his boxing gym one night after work for a “real” workout, and at the end of the session, he would crown a winner and award them one (1) Buy-One-Get-One-Free Chipotle coupon he had been saving for months for some reason. (He also noted that no prize was necessary because “boxing is its own reward.”)
On this night, when America celebrates sport and spectacle, a great American athlete and entertainer is possibly in his last days. Muhammad Ali is near death, his brother reports. Ali, who was stripped of his title after refusing to fight in the Vietnam War (only to win it back), has been suffering from Parkinson's Disease since 1984.
Meet Eric Kelly: former boxing champion, current extremely embittered trainer of white collar boxers who suck. If they don't know they suck, Eric Kelly makes sure to tell them, and tell them, and tell them. "Yeah they're making money, working on Wall Street," says Eric of his students, "But in their mouth is where all the balls meet." Eric Kelly is genuinely hilarious, assuming you are not one of his students.