In the third installment of Showtime’s All Access Mayhem documercial, Floyd Mayweather wins a bet, is watched by Alex Ariza and proclaims himself the best ever, without any doubt in his head. Fight night looms closer, but routines are still adhered to, and content must be netted for the All Access editor team.
With 10 days until fight night, we see prep for fight week. Floyd collects on a winning bet, $182,000, he says, on a college football game. No mention is made of any losing tickets. He is, it appears, the most successful gambler in the history of gambling.
We then see the notorious Alex Ariza, referred to as a “magnet for controversy.” Ariza marvels, during a visit to Floyd’s gym, at how hard works, while Floyd rails againt dis-loyalty, presumablely against Team Robert Garcia…but in a backhanded way at Ariza, too?
Brandon Rios and Garcia talk about Ariza, talk smack, maintaining that Ariza still stays in a house owned by Garcia. The trainer thinks Ariza is handing Floyd intel.
Maidana learns that Kenny Bayless will ref Mayhem and jokester Rios cracks that the word “break” will be omnipresent. Garcia says the same, whenever Chino gets into a rhythm.
Garcia’s dad Eduardo, an old master, will be in the corner on fight night. “You can knock Floyd out,” Eduardo tells Chino, and Floyd can’t do the same. “It’s like he’s tickling you,” says Maidana at Floyd’s lack of pop.
“His style is poison for Mayweather,” the wizened one says.
Floyd says he focuses on him, not so much his foe. He will strategize and figure out tactics that night, he says.
At midnight, he’s at his gym. Phones and cameras must go in your pocket at the gym. He says he has pushed himself heavy this camp, and has worked with six different sparring partners. Maidana types get the most work. He says his defense will be “extremely tight” for this fight. He will do “whatever is best for Floyd Mayweather,” which I take to mean pop and jet, less sticking around to trade and slip in tight, or block on the ropes.
He says he came from nothing and built an empire, some of which gets deducted on a $20,000 plus shopping spree. A Fatburger and fries will top off the night, at 4 AM. He wants the camera boom and All Access crew to give him space.
Garcia says Chino looks skinny. He says he’s 155. At breakfast, the team talks about how mortal Floyd is. “The world will be at your feet,” when and if you win, he is told.The gang goes to a go-kart track to blow off some steam.
At Floyd’s gym, it’s media day. He gets a hair trim, and then answers queries. Al Bernstein asks him if it’s taken a toll, having more fights in a year than in previous years. No, he says, he likes the activity. He’s juicing–no, not like that–and is ready to rock. The Money Team BBQ looks like fun, six days away from fight night. Wiffle ball is played, and it looks like innocent fun. Good stuff.
Garcia lays out the next few days, wraps Chino, and then they have the last day of sparring. “I want this win, I need this win so bad, it’s something huge, I know we can win. We made it so far with a fighter nobody every thought would be here. It’ll be the best, the best thing that’s ever happened to myself, to Chino, to the whole boxing world.”
Team Chino drives to Vegas. Floyd is there. We see him at a gala “appreciation” party, as a comedian cracks jokes at a fancy gathering. But Chino is not a jokey mode. “If Floyd fights back, this fight will be spectacular,” he says. Floyd says he won’t overlook Chino, who seeks to pull off “the ruination of a legacy.”
“I know there will never be another fighter, ever, in the history of boxing, that’s better than me, and I know it,” says Floyd, in conclusion.
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