Michael Bentt: Weird Streaks Of Integrity
By Michael Bentt
Fishy as in clandestine? Well, it's obvious to me that this was Oscar De La Hoya's
narcissistic attempt to nick some thunder from the Floyd Mayweather-Canelo Alvarez
fight and turn affairs into 'Feel Sorry For Oscar Cause I'm Important Weekend'.
Media whorish in design, sad in reality.
Bob Marley's final words, spoken to his son, Ziggy: "Money
can't buy life." Or buy, what we've been taught will insure happiness.
Iconic status? Check. Extravagance beyond what he could've dreamed as a
youngster from a proletarian background? Check. Respected and poised
figure(head) atop, what is now considered the most celebrated boxing promotional
firm the world over? No doubt. Still, on one of the biggest nights in the
history of the sport, Oscar's ego has to make it about him.
Not that it impacted the fight. It didn't.
The transparent press release tap dances to lines like 'Please respect me and my
family's privacy in this trying time.' Its a press release! So much for warding off
privacy invaders. Does it make him a bad guy? Not in my book. Its makes him human and
flawed. Boxing is a polygraph; reveals everything, denies nothing. Its latent truths and lies,
no matter how presented or prepared, illuminates the true inner impulses and 'hidden'
natures of fighters and fight
fans. Trite but true: Boxing is great theatre. "Who feels it knows it."
I was walking my son to school while reading the hollow poignancy of the press
releases on my phone. Didn't Oscar De La Hoya pull this before? Item: Hopkins vs.
Pascal? The late Artie Curry, HBO's compassionate
'Beacon of Truth No Chaser' would have belted 'I smell a rat!'
Jamaican's reserve a number of words for people that engage in Oscar De La Hoya's
variety of survival/attention seeking behavior. One such word: Jinnal...basically
a bullshit artist. I was still reading the reports when a chuckle and involuntary and
not very subtle "This mafucka, again. Really?", shot
out. Oh,boy. I'd reached my son's elementary school playground. Dropoff was in
Oscar's sense of self can't fathom the thought of either fighter reigning supreme
aloft the beams of victory. One supplanted him as boxing biggest draw and the
other he 'mentored' as the co-star in this weekends mega event. For Oscar, the
green-eyed monster hides in the dark corridors of both relationships. It was his
promotion but Oscar is in identity-crisis mode.
Coke, sex and alcohol make us remember and make us forget. Its the
in-between that suck. Though anointed 'The Man' outside the ring, ghosts of not being
the man inside the ring are tender. Not even a body shot from Bernard Hopkins can
compare (I didn't believe it).
The sweet kid from East LA who dedicated his 1992 Olympic gold medal to the memory
of his mom is there, still, just in a different form of turmoil or perhaps, compounded turmoil.
Fighters need dragons to slay. Inner conflict battling outer discord is what made Oscar a star.
Oscar knows conflict. Conflict is his friend and most sexually stimulating lover.
She also comes with a high price.
Michael Bentt is the former WBO Heavyweight Champion. He won the title by defeating Tommy Morrison by first round knockout in Oklahoma.