One less corrupt piece of garbage in the sport :happy Unfortunately, another piece of garbage will likely replace him.
Your clown ass never even met the man or any boxers. Clown ass, lmao. You're a nobody. Here you can voice your unemployed opinion, and still...you're a nobody.
Cheech Marin's character in the Great White Hype was based on Suliamon. I know he and Money were cool so thats good enough for me. RIP brotha.
That is possible, but sometimes when a dictator type passes, his successor is even worse. Let the man RIP, and boxing will move on.
Finally! It's been 82 years too long already. (In fact, ever since labor was induced in your pregnant mother with laxatives.) :finger:assHere Jose (which for his case is spelled a-s-s-h-o-l-e in English), let's see you walk on THIS water!:****:tomb Hey Sulamain (a Spanish word spelled for c-o-c-k-s-u-c-k-e-r in English), thanks for permanently turning me into a former boxing fan, you sport destroying son-of-a-jackal-*****!!! Don't let the trap door hit you on the way down, you impacted turd! Better yet, hold up a second so I can slam it on your jackASS, and help speed your return home. I'm just sorry Bert Sugar couldn't be here for this, but glad El Hombre has hung around to see the demise of the putrefied dirtball who blatantly screwed him out of Mantequilla's undisputed WW Title in Acapulco. Enjoy your honeymoon in H-E-L-L, you nihilistic *******, because you're REALLY gonna be in for it when Jake LaMotta deposes Satan and takes over the joint. Now, you're not just a POS, you're one of those buffalo chips the noble Nez Pierce burned as fuel. Tonight, I'm going to toast:fire your ugly memory with ipecac. pukke You were an embarrassment to everybody of Syrian-Lebanese descent, including Petey Sarron, Mustafa Hamsho and my 92 year old uncle. Don't think for a second that we overlooked the fact you withdrew recognition for Hagler-Hamsho II because it was scheduled for the manly CHAMPIONSHIP DISTANCE, instead of your gay, *****, ****** pussified 12 round limit :gayfight, you micro-dicked/taco-crotched hermaphrodite fruit-loop flaccid member of the CLAMSMELL Alliance! For your sake, they'd better cremate you and scatter your remains, because if there's a grave or tomb with your body to defile (and the final resting place for your mortal remains should be a communal cesspool, although you'd severely aggravate the stench), I'll make a special trip just to **** on it! (Actually, that might not be all. I've got a lot of blasphemous ideas for that kind of opportunity.) Maybe later, I'll take a large dose of magnesium supplements, and print out some copies of your feculent face off of Google Images on cheap absorbent paper, just so I can wipe myself with them when I get the runs. Maybe I'll line the litter box with others. (Now that I think of it, I won't need ipecac to vomit when I see your picture, but it might also make the cats throw up.) Next time I'm in Canastota, I'll have a tiny spray bottle in my pocket, just so I can clandestinely spray your IBHOF plaque with rancid dog ****. Your presence there sullies the place with the fetid odor of urine anyway. Good, but tragically long overdue riddance. The world is less constipated today for that bowel obstruction having finally passed through.
Reading between the lines of what you wrote, it almost seems as if you may have had some small misgivings about this man.