may be "the next Floyd Mayweather," the fighter who could carry the torch as the sport's bankable superstar.

He is not Mayweather in the ring, nor is he Mayweather out of the ring. Floyd Mayweather has plenty of problems in his personal life, and may be as unlikable a superstar athlete as we've seen in the modern age, there is no questioning Mayweather's dedication to his craft. Broner does not have that, and Mayweather himself has stated several times that he's tried to get through to Broner that there's a lot more to being Floyd Mayweather than a shoulder roll and a set of fast hands.

There was exactly one moment on Saturday night when Broner (30-2, 22 KO) looked like anything resembling the fighter that he, his team, andshould I say, super stealth mode, since he had crossed the open field with senses alert, but not being too careful about foot placement since there was little risk of making too much noise as long as he didn’t stomp. In the woods, though, it was take a step, stop, look, listen; take another step, stop, look, listen; take another step, etc. He moved carefully into the waterway that led west to the stand.

Instantly, he froze! There was something in the gully ahead!

Trying to maintain his balance lest a misplaced foot should spook whatever it was, he strained his ears. It sounded big, like a deer, but he couldn’t be sure.

His heart went into overdrive. Patrick had never had buck fever before but standing within feet of something,