Dear Floyd Mayweather

If that wasn't literally the definition of a laughing-stock, then I don't know what is. Floyd, you mopped the canvas with Marquez. Coming up to the fight, I genuinely thought that he would at least give you a challenge, before getting knocked out in epic fashion. I was wrong. Marquez's urine-drinking training style was no match for your speed. It was like you were fighting a decent amateur, dodging his punches that, towards the end of the fight, looked like flails from a man who realized that he had lost. Not to take anything away from you, but this fight definitely could have been better. Or better yet, it probably shouldn't have happened given the looks of the scorecard. You were too big and too strong. Outmatched from the get-go, Marquez's pillow-handed flurries never even registered on your scale. You might have been better off not even showing up for this fight. You probably still would have won.

On another note, Floyd, this fight means one thing.. Well, actually two things. You have to fight Manny Pacquiao and you have to fight Shane Mosley. Before we talk about Pacquiao, which is pretty much a given fight sometime in the next year, Mosely has been coming at you sideways for years. You need to knock dude on his ass. I don't talk a lot of crap about boxers (mostly because I'm afraid of having my face impaled), but Mosely has too weak of a record to be popping that shit at you. Destroy him in all of his doped-out, steroid-abusing glory. In terms of Pacquiao, I think this will be your toughest fight yet. Everyone says, you would outweigh and out-quick him, but Pacquiao has a better chin and is a better 'boxer' than everyone you've faced in the last 5 years, hence him being the pound-for-pound best. Take this fight, and you take that title; it's as simple as that. Anything else would make you the laughing stock...