As you’ve probably noticed, we haven’t written much about Conor McGregor and Floyd Mayweather.

As you’ve probably noticed, we haven’t written much about Conor McGregor and Floyd Mayweather. 

It’d be easy to pretend that it was the result of some sort of moral stance on the purity of boxing, but it wasn’t. BCag and I smoked meat for most of Saturday in preparation for a fight party in Detroit. Most of this summer has been spent discussing the fight on a daily basis with everyone from Rodriguez to people who normally don’t even know where to find boxing on television. Talking about this fight on TV and radio became a regular gig for me this summer. 

It would have been easy to throw up a series of posts everyday, just for the record pageviews. I was frequently tempted. But every time I was about to sit down and write something about the fight, someone connected to it (usually one of the two participants), would do something else to make me cringe. The press conferences, the trash talk, the unbelievable hype for what amounted to a glorified exhibition bout, it all seemed to much. 

No one pays me to run this site. I have funded it out of my own pocket for the past seven years out of love for the sport of boxing, and because it provides a platform for talented people whose writing I love like Sarah Deming, Seamus McNally, and James Marceda. Almost all of our writers and contributors over the year have moved on to bigger and better things, and if their time with us has helped in any small way on that journey, then that is reward enough. I am proud that we were one of the first outlets (including with Boxing Along the Beltway of course)