Jake Paul vs. Mike Tyson

Complete garbage.,biggest waste of people time and money in a very long time. Total sham. I don't know why people keep falling for this nonsense. I watched it because I already pay for Netflix and I still feel like I wasted my money and time. Clear cash grab by one fake troll and a 60 year old man who admittedly smokes weed consistently all day. Not much else to say, total disgrace, total waste of time total insult to the people who paid their hard earned money to watch this trash. If Jake Paul wants to be a boxer then have him fight real boxers that are his age and weight and stop conning people with these fake nonsense.

The best part about this "fight" was the part I didn't see due to the netflix servers buffering. The look on Jake Paul's face when Mike hit him in rounds 1 and 2 told me all I need to know. Salute. So the rest of the way, Jake ran around the ring throwing body shots that. A baby's bottom would be proud of. I mean those blows were as weak as wet toilet tissue. Congrats to Mike Tyson for cashing a $20 million check at age 58 for doing cardio. May we all strive to be so lucky doing similar activities at age 58. So to Jake Paul, pick on someone your own age and see if you won't have a different outcome, but I know your ego probably couldn't handle it.

Really just embarrassing for everyone involved. Tyson for taking the fight and looking like a 60 year old man after all this talk of KO'ing Paul he did nothing for 16 minutes. The main fight was the shortest fight of the night due to Tyson's age and he never once managed to get the fight going, he just looked old, even the highlight reel for the fight is less than 2 minutes. It's embarrassing for Paul after all the talk he beat an old man by decision, no big fight moment. He even said he was going easy on Tyson as he could feel the age difference, what type of entertainment is that? Young boy takes it easy on old man. Yeah I'm sure that's the headline Netflix wanted for it's big boxing match. And finally embarrassing for us for having to watch this rubbish and live in a world that praises people who beat up on old men. Never again.

The Jake Paul vs. Mike Tyson fight was less a contest of fists than a melancholy dance-a staged spectacle, and yet, a strange mirror of life. I won't dwell on the fixed ending, the scripted moves, the sense that the fight was little more than a play. Instead, let's look deeper, at the sad poetry of what it revealed.

Seeing Tyson-a lion in his winter, once the embodiment of raw strength-reduced to this, a shadow play for spectacle's sake, felt like a hollow echo of his former self. Here was a man who once fought for glory, now standing not for honor, but for the price tag stamped on it. The money bought this fight, yes, but more painfully, it bought a piece of his legend. A reminder, perhaps, that no figure, no legacy, can forever escape the tug of time and fortune.

This wasn't sport; it was a quiet tragedy dressed as entertainment, a reminder that even giants grow weary, even legends fade, and that in the end, we all have our price. Watching him move to a preordained rhythm made me ache with the realization: in life, as in this ring, so much of what we believe to be real is little more than spectacle. And yet, knowing this, we can't help but keep watching.

As a fight, it was empty. As a symbol, it was haunting.

This was a painful watch. Not because of the brutality, but because of the utter lack of it. The whole thing felt staged, like a poorly choreographed wrestling match with boxing gloves. Mike Tyson, a legend I grew up watching, moved around the ring like a shadow of his former self, throwing hesitant punches and barely engaging. It was sad to see, honestly.

Jake Paul, on the other hand, seemed to be playing a role, cautiously tapping at Tyson without ever really committing to a knockout. The whole thing reeked of a pre-determined outcome, designed for maximum profit rather than a genuine sporting contest. It felt insulting as a fan, like they were banking on nostalgia and spectacle instead of delivering a real fight.

Even the commentary felt flat, forced to hype up moments of minimal action. The crowd seemed equally underwhelmed, with cheers feeling more obligatory than enthusiastic. By the end, I wasn't even interested in who won. The whole thing felt like a waste of time, a cynical exercise in extracting money from fans.

The only genuine emotion I felt was disappointment. Disappointment for Tyson, who deserved a better send-off, and disappointment for boxing as a whole. This wasn't a fight; it was a carefully constructed performance, and a bad one at that.