Jake Paul proves he's no elite boxer; Mike Tyson proves he's no ordinary 58-year-old and Netflix proved its ineptitude at producing a fight

The outcome was as predictable as the Pittsburgh Pirates pinching pennies. No 58-year-old, not even one as great Mike Tyson once was as a boxer, is going to be able to defeat a 27-year-old who is actively training and competing regularly. 

And Tyson, the 58-year-old former undisputed champion, dropped a unanimous decision Friday at AT&T Stadium in Arlington, Texas, to Jake Paul, the content creator and one-time social media star who has created a storm in boxing. Scores were 79-73 twice and 80-72 for Paul, who is now 11-1. I had it 79-73 for Paul, giving Tyson only the first.

Tyson looked every bit of his 58 years and by the third round, it was clear that Mike didn't have the quickness, the reflexes, the lungs or the legs required to compete at the level that was necessary to beat even a mid-level journeyman pro like Paul.

Fans had two major delusions of grandeur dispelled on Friday. First, the bubble was burst on those who thought that we'd see Tyson bob and weave, trap Paul in a corner and start firing the vicious and powerful combinations that once made him the most feared boxer in the world.

Tyson didn't have any snap in his legs, even in the early moments when he connected on a left hook that turned out to be his best punch of the fight. As the fight wore on, there was less and less output from Mike.

But the second myth that was dispelled on Friday was for those in the audience who were believing the nonsense about Paul and that he'd one day be a great fighter. He's not. Watch who he fights because he's fighting guys who he knows can't hurt him and who most likely can't beat him.

He's a great promoter and marketer, and kudos to him for getting 72,300 fans into AT&T Stadium, earning a $17.8 million gate and getting Netflix and its 283 million worldwide subscribers into boxing.

Is he a world-class, championship-contending fighter now, though? Nah. Not now. Not ever. He had vowed before the fight to call out Canelo Alvarez, which he chose not to do after. Remember, Paul weighed 227 on Thursday at the weigh-in and Canelo weighed 168 when he fought Edgar Berlanga at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas in September.

But even if they weighed the same and fought each other next, Canelo would brutalize Paul and stop him in one-sided fashion, all while giving up 59 pounds.

"Canelo needs me so I'm not even going to try and call him out," Paul said in the ring afterward. "But he knows he wants that payday and he knows where the money is."

Enough about him, because no one cares about him, particularly given that Tyson has morphed into one of the beloved figures in combat sports and pop culture. The crowd roared every time Tyson was shown on the huge video screen at AT&T Stadium and gave him a hero's welcome as he entered the ring.

I've covered fights for more than four decades, and I'll admit I got goosebumps watching Tyson make the long walk to the ring. He was in remarkable shape for a 58-year-old, but there is great shape for a 58-year-old and great shape for a boxer. Tyson just wasn't in boxing shape.

He made the show, though. He took what Paul had to dish out and never so much as wobbled. That fact alone says much about Paul. He was fighting a guy with no head movement, no legs and poor reflexes but he never once so much as stung Tyson.

Did he for the most part take a bit off of the fastball? Sure. But he winged his share of heaters at "Iron" Mike and didn't do any damage other than slight swelling and a small abrasion around his eye.

Anyone who thought Paul was some wunderkind who was on a fast track to the title was disabused of that notion on Friday.

There shouldn't have been high hopes for Paul, but there were for Netflix's broadcast.

But let's be honest: It was God awful. First, the stream kept going down and people were struggling to get back on. The company had the nearly entire year to get this right and it still failed in epic fashion. That does not bode well for the NFL, which has a game on Netflix on Christmas Day, or the WWE, which has a deal with Netflix.

And if the UFC is thinking of doing a deal with Netflix when its broadcast rights come up again next year, well, there had better be some serious talks about the quality of the stream.

The broadcast itself was horrendous, with way too many people a part of it and nothing new or different. Well, I guess having actress Rosie Perez doing commentary because she's a boxing fan was different, but it wasn't good and shouldn't be done again.

There was hope that Netflix would reimagine how to put a boxing broadcaster together, but it was the same stunningly poor quality we're used to. And we got the inevitable roving reporter fawning over celebrities who clearly wanted to be left alone.

Worst of all is when Netflix kept the camera on Tyson in the dressing room after he was interviewed by his son, Amir. Tyson walked to his locker stall and he wasn't wearing pants, so he was mooning the camera for several seconds until someone noticed it and cut to a different shot.

It was pretty obvious going in if you followed boxing how the fight itself would play out, but even our hopes for a quality new player in the sport were dashed by Netflix's total ineptitude Friday.

Tyson got out of this largely unscathed and I guess that's about as much as we could have possibly hoped for from this crazy show.

It's a sad time in the sport when it takes a 58-year-old to return for the first time in nearly two decades to garner some legitimate mainstream interest.