May 16, 2007
Boxing might’ve taken to greener pastures lately with the record smashing PPV
between “Pretty Boy” Floyd Mayweather, JR., and Oscar De La Hoya put together last Cinco De Mayo, a packaged deal that uplifted the fight business like a must needed facelift. However, after eating up for what seemed to be an abundance of appetizers about 24/7, home baked bagged cookies, and an exuberant amount of hot oven onion breads that washed down with a cold can of Tecate, the leftover olive loaf cold cut in the refrigerator didn’t look so appealing anymore. But the indigestion to signify what HBO Sports’ head honcho Ross Greenburg said about Mayweather-De La Hoya having brought $45 million bucks to the attention for being the largest paid purse to “a fighter,” didn’t have to remind me as to whom Fort Knox’s tab ran up against, being it Evander Holyfield-Mike Tyson… even if Evander’s ear tip is still sore comparing the $35 Mill supposedly both Tyson and Holyfield earned.
To make a long story short, all that really has to happen to get back that urge to selling the next fight is to use a little ingenuity, and so be it, maybe as little sense as you might think to get you to bite. De La Hoya vs. Felix Trinidad ll for the main event, then on the supporting card for a first, WBC Super Welterweight Kingpin Floyd Mayweather, JR., taking on Sugar Shane Mosley…. winner of whichever fight gets the instant ensured bonuses and kudos to be in the running for the 154, unless DLH suddenly announces retirement. This Twin-bill incidentally would not only make Tyson-Holyfield a distant memory, it’ll more than stand to hold the candle up to what you first tasted in Mayweather-De La Hoya.
That’s until you’ve gotten a provocative real gander at the eye of the middleweight picture, that which might surge a kind of surrealism through you about the fully dimensional endowed weight class. What could generate an even more potentially bigger fight about the sport’s doldrums and own dysfunctions? A kid having come from the poorest surroundings with a dream to being middleweight champion of the world would be.
Edison “Pantera” Miranda, 28-1, 24 KO’s, may not be your classic Rodrigo Valdez from home, but inside this bubbling magma to let out, lays a fervent decimator, emancipator, and if you’ll let him, have the earnings to be exclusively Pay-Per-View material.
Casting demons has always been a life for Miranda. He’s come up in obscure poverty, held a contemptuous bitterness toward his rivalry, and touched nerve endings some people can relate to in the absence of his mother, but no mistaking that with any patronizing. Edison, keeping as meanly domineering and steadily controlled with the edges all in check to one parable maintaining mountainous peaks of volcanoes about to erupt, spews the lava, ashes, and hot coals enough to be singeing toes, accompanied a panthers exotic roar.
The Buenaventura, Colombian born Edison has taken to his second home of Puerto Rico, and subsequently has some big shoes to fill. Miranda has the following of the island uponhis broad shoulders, but does he have the goods?
Many will tell you that Miranda has what it takes to be one of Puerto Rico’s brightest stars, but you aren’t imprudent in any way to reserve yourself for just a little while longer.
A very volatile Miranda can hit you with his right hand bomb and create a dazzling 380-degree pirouette for your body to contort in such a way, even before you’ve known your feet to leave the canvas. We’ve also seen him slice and dice. Last September’s carnivorous sacrilege over in Germany, for those who haven’t seen it, was about the most grisly and bloodthirsty event in boxing. Miranda took to new heights what corporal punishment really was being judge and jury, severely ostracizing IBF Middleweight Champion Arthur Abraham, dislodging both sides of his jaw. What really is a surprise for me is how Arthur could ever further sustain that kind of beating again.
When it comes to fighting Miranda toe-to-toe, forget it. Most fighters won’t take the risk, and those risks weigh chiefly on the Edison right hand that compounds the situation. He swings that right like a speeding comet from behind his hip converting it midway into an over handed spike like a pitcher hurdling a no-hitter, one that you don’t always necessarily see coming, with the kind of leverage he gets. Insiders profess that he hits like a light heavyweight with the possession of the jackhammer-like-punch he has, but you can also come to another conclusion based from having heard that to be a trifle leery. Although Edison takes very little prisoners, the proof of the pudding will be whether he can go that additional extra eleven and twelve round hike with a real hardnosed middleweight like Jermain Taylor?
Miranda has called Taylor to the summit for a throw down ballyhoo that’s going to be addressed on HBO for this Saturday’s May 19th date in a much-anticipated match for determining who’re the best two middleweights are. Taylor will defend his world-renowned middleweight crowns against 154-pound specialist Cory “The Next Generation” Spinks, and Edison Miranda will take on Youngstown’s undefeated Kelly Pavlik at the Fed-Ex Forum, Memphis, TN. Pavlik, possessor of 27 knockouts on his ledger, and could make Miranda either shine
or succumb.
I haven’t had this much excitement in the division since the day’s moniker Carlos Monzon had the title. Monzon was a very underrated puncher by boxing constituents and cronies alone until they became converted by him; who hit with both hands dissolving bodily tissues inch by inch in procedures operating debauchery surgical crevice’s; including the steely ironed javelin piston-rod jab on the end that Oscar De La Hoya neglected to; or couldn’t find using the night against Floyd.
Making no disillusionments, Miranda isn’t going to be compared to the likes of Carlos Monzon, Marvin Hagler, or a Bernard Hopkins, in spite of B-Hops giving the torch passed onto Edison.
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Miranda does have the punching power to make a lot of spur of the moment enthusiasts’ blink. He by admittance fights anywhere from 160-170 lb., depending on how much carbs ingested; so the search could be narrowed to super middleweight by the turn of next year on the clock. He is only 26 years old.
He carries enough fury in his hands to be a middleweight champion, but my instincts say lets see him with somebody who isn’t intimidated, and fights the kind of gamesmanship type of fight that brings the other talents to a crescendo.
Part of Miranda’s confidence relies on his punch. What about the hand and foot attributes that made Puerto Rico’s Super Bantamweight Bazooka Gomez a household name turning his flexible anklets in unbelievable degrees with his back pivot foot barely leaving ground, and then readily back in the setting formations to getting fully extended power leverage extension, up to speeds with the stick and jab. Gomez was a gem of a fighter that in hindsight had the eye, foot, and head movement coordination to lull you into thinking you could hit him, missing the mark by fractions to then proceed to counter-punch your features into unbaked dough’s strudel.
Wilfred Benitez? Please. Even when he wasn’t working full throttle as a super welterweight, could bedevil you out of your gym shorts lying on the ropes, take the exact bubble gum change from your pockets, and then be amused to reload splitting both of your eyes for tiring yourself out missing him. CompuBox scorers would have tilted or ran out of business. You couldn’t touch the Triple Crowned Champ Benitez on the ropes. Impossible.
Edison Miranda will have his skills tested. It’s a good time to bring him up to that elite level more because much pressure is being placed on him to perform. He’s going to be an interesting contrast to the middleweights in that he is at the top, and invariably at a place where junior middleweights have suddenly swarmed there like bumble bees.
If Miranda becomes a better tactician learning this game, he’ll raise his chances greatly in the middleweight kingdom.
It’s about as serious the old adage to pegging who the next Superstar will arise and who dominates that dominion. We ourselves aspire for his successes to gradually take hold and embrace the whole echelon package as traditionally known in The Land of Enchantment to produce. He will fight proud and strong with every ounce in him.
In the first book of Studs Terkel’s “Giants of Jazz,” he pencils in jazz impresario Dizzy Gillespie on perhaps putting it best when Dizzy once spoke about his father describing his upbringing with him this way, “My father was a rough man on the outside,” recalled Gillespie. “It was his way of hiding his true feelings. Inside he was kind and gentle. But he’d just holler and roar to keep you from knowing it.” In many ways Pantera Miranda has endeared most of us towards nearest to figuring about that rough and rugged exterior too, and, if he so happens to be as kind and gentle on the inside, well, let him be that way after the fighting is over.
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