Jake Paul vs. Mike Tyson

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.

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 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.

If you advertise a live event to start at 2 in the morning, then you should not waste everyones time showing several other ridiculous events that noone cares about.

It has been 3 hours of utter time waste so far - I could not care less about the first 6 fighters and now I am too sleepy to stay up for the event that was actuallu advertised.

I guess I will see the results timorrow, but I honestly dont even care at this point.

This has been a massive disappointment and I doubt I can be bothered to waste another night like this for a live event in the future.

Honestly - I hope this ends up costinh you subscriptions.

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.