Who’ll have the last bark?

Floyd Mayweather Jr., left, and Conor McGregor pose for photographers during a news conference Wednesday, Aug. 23, 2017, in Las Vegas. The two are scheduled to fight in a boxing match Saturday in Las Vegas. AP

This is madness. We continue to wait and listen as the world of combat sports—together with countless adherents—allows itself to be dragged into trash land.

There’s terrible uncertainty. We all face a blank wall, unsure of what awaits us as a novice boxer plays Superman, vowing to crush reality, with the promise of conquering and shaming an unbeaten king of boxing.

Irishman Conor McGregor looms and struts as though a tried and tested King of the Jungle.

This is the first time he steps into the prizefight wilderness.

Did he even a bit resemble a lion?

Well he has a bit of beard, although his chin juts out (both proudly and weakly), thereby betraying an acquired killer snarl, an alleged big brave heart.

Floyd Mayweather Jr. and Conor McGregor meet tomorrow at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas, with no solid promise of anything noble.

There could be a spectacle, but surely and definitely not of the Ali vs Frazier Thrilla in Manila kind.

In fact, the matchup has sold hot, not on the respective merit (and demerit) of both combatants. It sold solely and solidly on hideous barking (both to hell and high heavens), the loudest and foulest in the history of boxing.

Nobody seems to believe in McGregor, except his promoter. But it’s both odd and incredible how the bout has come to intrigue and create a startling impact, mainly on those who don’t know honestly what the noble sport of boxing is all about.

How could a pretender, who stood out in an outrageous and a primitive nondiscipline—thanks to the barbarous and dirty floor-side muscular intercourse in mixed martial arts—hope to hurt and shame Mayweather, who has been untouchable in his upright kingship?

McGregor, ill-equipped, has vowed to throw reality on its head.

If he fails, he nevertheless bags enormous dollars, and could not care less if Mayweather (and those who care for boxing, led by Bob Arum) end up spitting in his face.

There’s only one thing sure here: Silly Superman won’t be having the last bark.

Latest word says McGregor was just play-acting, as he’s allegedly a humble and quiet gentleman away from the scorching spotlight.

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