jeff lacy is done. not satisfied with just 1 cataclysmic career setback at the hands of jermain taylor, the living left hook effectively signed a suicide note (albeit one that will see him pay back an inordinate amount of our national debt) when he agreed to touch gloves with bad intentions. with jermain on his own hunt for relevance after consecutive losses to kelly pavlik, the man with the technical skillset as suspect as 50 cent's tanktops faced some serious facial tutoring.
i hope they cut him in on some big, colorful sesame street numbers, because the kind of disregard for the man's long term viability evident in the administration of his career has been embarrassing to the point where i'm adamant that his management must be a collaborative effort between josh weinstein and 1stblackprez
sad to see it end like this. i genuinely like the way so so jef fights. i hope he's still playable in fight night round 4, should such fuccry come about. i know he built his name by matronly tucking john doe and me into bed 20some times, but it was real fauhn while it lasted. soygnh