Everybody says it: black, white; everybody calls me a legend. Italians, Jews. Everybody

De La Hoya doesn't know about salsa. He should keep on singing mariachis and leave the salsa to me. I'm good at salsa.

I am not an animal in my personal life. But in the ring there is an animal inside me. Sometimes it roars when the first bell rights. Sometimes it springs out later in a fight. But i can always feel it there, driving me and pushing me forward. It is what makes me win. It makes me enjoy fighting.

I am not going to become crazy in the ring, because I am already crazy. And I am not going to die in the ring. I am going to die in bed as an old man.

If I had the medical clearance to fight, I would want to fight the best. The best would be Mayweather

Every time I stepped into the ring, somebody wanted to kill me.

Everybody says it: black, white; everybody calls me a legend. Italians, Jews. Everybody