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.

I decided to return to Netflix for this match, but this event and the main match itself proved to be the biggest disappointment in the history of live streaming.

The live stream crashed or buffered even before the main match. In the end, I didn't see the main match until after it was over. Many subscribers complained about the same thing. You would think that Netflix would have been prepared for something like this, given the huge hype for the match.

This night of boxing offered only one enjoyable and classic fight. The rating of 1 will remain until Netflix has made up for this disappointment. Otherwise this is a 5/10.

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.

Where do I even begin? Last night was supposed to be the event: Jake Paul vs. Mike Tyson, an exhibition match that promised to deliver spectacle, drama, and perhaps some pure unhinged madness. Whether you love or loathe either of these men, this was going to be a fight for the ages - or at least an entertaining dumpster fire. But thanks to Netflix, the only fight I experienced was with my own Wi-Fi and the refresh button. Spoiler alert: I lost.

Let's backtrack. The hype was real. Netflix, diving headfirst into the realm of live sports, promised a seamless, thrilling experience. The Serrano vs. Taylor fight was the perfect appetizer. A great buildup, tension in the air-this was the kind of content you clear your schedule for. Then, BOOM. Right after Serrano vs. Taylor, Netflix decides to tap out before the main event even starts. The stream froze. Permanently.

Who thought it was a good idea for Netflix, a company that excels at binge-watching dramas and true crime, to suddenly try their hand at streaming a global sporting event? This is like asking someone who's only ever made microwaved ramen to cater a Michelin-starred dinner. Sure, maybe they can pull it off, but odds are you'll end up with a soggy mess-and that's exactly what happened here.

Netflix clearly bit off more than they could chew. They marketed this event like they had the infrastructure of ESPN, DAZN, or any platform that's actually done this before. But when the chips were down and the audience was watching, they folded.

Netflix, you had ONE job. You could have nailed this and opened the door to a whole new era of sports entertainment. Instead, you cemented your reputation as a platform that should stick to what it knows: scripted content. Don't come back to the sports world until you've learned how to stream a live event without turning it into a colossal train wreck.

If you're reading this and considering watching a live sporting event on Netflix in the future: don't. Save yourself the frustration, find an alternative, and leave Netflix to do what they're good at-feeding us endless reruns of The Office. Jake Paul vs. Mike Tyson deserved better, and so did we.

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.