This is how tight this Showtime super middleweight tournament is: Arthur Abraham is the man to beat in the opinion of a great many; Jermain Taylor is the worst of the six in the opinion of a great many; and I don't at all think it's obvious who's going to win when they meet Saturday.

You know what it makes me think of, Abraham-Taylor? It's got a little "No Country For Old Men" kind of plot going on. Abraham is Anton Chigurh, the sophisticated assassin with the eerie grin who hunts patiently and takes his good sweet time before he goes all nastily efficient, and he gets there no matter how many chunks you take out of him. Taylor is Llewelyn Moss, the tough hick you take for granted who builds up head starts and is on his last chance to make big money.

It'd be a good fight anyway, a match between one of the 20 best fighters in the sport (Abraham) and a guy who not long ago was considered one of the 10 best (Taylor, but as the opening bout of the tournament, it has cache it never would otherwise. Have I mentioned lately how much I'm looking forward to this thing?