Vegas erupts as Inue destroys Cardenas – unlike Saudi dead Arenas!

Just separate it from the top: Canelo, Haney and Garcia was murmur Boxing fans are dry and time is that someone called this circus.

Canelo crawled his act in Saudi Arabia to fight in front of what? The sea of ​​empty seats and annoying oil princes scrolling their phones. It’s not a singer, not a roar, even a drunk guy in a crowd screaming – just dead air and VIP zombies. Canelo was supposed to break heads in Vegas or pack the stadium in Mexico in which people actually care. Instead, this overestimated snoozefest we have in the desert full of people who could not name the blow if hit them in the face.

Then it’s time time Square – where the fans were practically It’s easy to shame Watching Devin Haney Shadowbox for twelve rounds, while Ryan Garcia – Boxy’s Selfie King – hovered around hitting the punches as if he was trying not to break the nail. And let’s not forget Devin Haney on the sidelines, we are losing, acting as if his son was performed by a masterpiece of boxing, barking and barking as well as some technical revolutions, while fans were one round.

A William Scull? What is joke. Spent twelve rounds Launch circuits It was as if he was in charities, not fighting world picture. No fire, no bite, no intention to make it war. He just appeared to survive, catches his check and leave his teeth intact. It wasn’t a challenger – it was a moving heavy bag with passport. Embarrassing.

I’ll tell you the right – I’d take Drunk, Pint-Gness, Insult Insult In Eddie Hearn, beer-soaked chaos real boxer piles Over the dead eyes of Saudi Vip Snoozefests any day of the week.

Give me a lot – guys screaming over stupidity, they are amazed in the passages of who bend who, spilled drinks around the whole seats, shouting “F-Dazn!” and “Oi Eddie, you destroy sports!” As she administered just shrugged shrugged and it drives it. It’s boxing. It’s a heartbeat.

Yes, before I was handed at the atmosphere Tottenham, all the picked Wannabe Stone Island Warriors Shadowboxing in Cours, thinking that one victory was out of the title, mixed with her shots recording themselves. But you know what? I’m wrong. I would take Tottenham every day via Saudi – Just spare me barefoot prostitutes that run vomiting outside after fighting. At least inside, she’s alive.

I will take ten angry hooligans who swing each other over beer than a beer than Saudi Fronde packaging too busy live to note that someone is hit in the face. It’s Vegas crowd during Inoue’s war? That is what sports meant to feel as violent, messy, alive.

Boxing should never have been clean or quiet – it was supposed to be a storm. And this Vegas night showed how long the dead cards in oil were really.

Enter stems inoue: Saving a damn soul in boxing and pulling out of your horse

Inue (30-0, 27 Kos) did not just show up to win, he came war. Yes, he burst and went down in two rounds by Cardenas (26-2, 14 Kos) – and you know what he did? Smiled, took off and turned the ring into a battlefield.

To round five and six, Inoue was crushing Cardenas with evil counters, chopping the body, sharing guard like a surgeon. Seven in seven? Cardenas came out, desperately to shift the script – Inoue hit him calmly and folded him as a lawn. Eight rounds? Just finish – clean, cold violence while the Ref did not have to pull Carnenas out.

Inue was beautifully summarized: “I like to fight … I stayed quiet and I was put together.” It’s a real fighter – without influence without influence, no security dance, no running.

Anxiety:

• Rafael Espinoza Dragged Edward Vazquez in seven, all gas, without brakes.

• Rohan Polanco The Fabian Mayanda dominated, even dropped late for additional punctuation.

• Emiliano Vargas Through Juan Leon in two rounds – savage.

• Mikito Ped broke Pedro Markuez five times before ref pulled the plug.

• Art Barrera Jr. cut Juan Carlos Guerra Jr. with brutal precision.

• Raeese Aleem He played with Rudi Garcia over ten easy rounds.

Vegas drunk like a real city to fight. Saudi? You can hear the fall of the needle between the yawns.

So, here is the question: why do you still turn Canel’s sleeping, Hanei’s tire and saudi corporne crowds are the future of Boxing and gave us blood, chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos, was built in vegas? Wake up. That’s what real fights look like.