NYFightblog looks back on 2013 (Part 1)

Manny Pacquiao, Adrien Broner and Robert Guerrero gave the blog some extra punch in 2013. Getty Images

We had a real nice year here at NYFightblog, if we -- OK, me -- do say so ourselves. I had a humongous blast covering the local scene, and I was so happy with the response from you fine folks, especially the increased traction on social media, especially Facebook. I thought it would be a fun exercise in proving just how bad my memory is if I looked back at last year's posts, and chose one favorite from each month.

Here you go:

January: Should Pacquiao fight on?

On Jan. 19, I pondered if Manny Pacquiao, dropped and stopped a month before in his fourth tangle with Juan Manuel Marquez, should fight on or call it a day. Well, Manny did continue with the sweet science and proved that any folks suggesting he exit gracefully needed to re-evaluate.

February: Broner says Mayweather fight won't happen

On Feb. 13, Adrien Broner's confidence level splashed over the rim, with the Cincinnati-based boxer boasting -- yep, always boasting -- a 25-0 record as he headed toward a clash with undersized Brit Gavin Rees in Atlantic City. I asked Broner if he'd be willing to glove up against the best in the biz, Floyd Mayweather, and the man who told us his initials stood for "About Billions" put his foot down firmly in the "no" camp. Talk of a Mayweather fight isn't in the air now, not after, as many experts scream, the cocky scrapper was exposed as having more flaws than he let on against Marcos Maidana, on Dec. 14.

March: Guerrero: God chose me to humble Floyd

If you needed another lesson that the Almighty doesn't play favorites, or maybe even pay attention, to prizefights, it came in May, when Robert Guerrero got schooled by Mayweather. Guerrero, the crusader for Christianity, told us on March 26 that he was a chosen one who'd been put in this situation to humble the mouthy Mayweather. Er, it didn't come off that way. Me, I've always assumed that any higher power has bigger fish to fry than who'll win a boxing match or a football game, and I dismiss all "look how blessed I am" pronouncements by athletes as so much narcissistic humble-bragging.