Oi, Mayweather, shut it!

Boxer Floyd Mayweather Junior really ought to watch his trousers. Just because you’re recognised as the world’s best pound for pound boxer, doesn’t mean you can talk gutter snipe nonsense when it comes to our own IBF Light Welterweight Champion, Ricky Hatton. Mayweather Junior has been all over the American press this week, slobbering through his gum shield and saying stuff like: “Ricky Hatton is a bloated can of garbage.” What’s all that about? If he carries on like that he could hurt someone’s feelings. Oh, I see, that’s what he’s trying to do. Hhmmm, clever. Very clever. See, if they ever get in the ring together for a dust up and Hatton takes a sock to the jaw, he may just think to himself: “Maybe I am a bloated can of garbage after all.” Therefore giving Mayweather a psychological advantage. Get it? “Hatton ain’t nothing but a fat man,” he rants on, somewhat repeating himself in my opinion. “And I’m going to punch him in his beer belly.” It’s hardly Ali at his finest but, as he graciously took time out from preparing for the world’s richest ever non-title fight against Oscar De La Hoya, but it seems you can’t shut the man up. “Hatton ain’t even good enough to be my sparring partner,” he says. “When I retire I’ll have Hatton wash my clothes, cut my lawn and buckle my shoes.” Buckled shoes, you say.