a movie like this really makes me appreciate a dude like Floyd Mayweather...
He's worth $170 million and still finds the motivation to train hard enough to beat the best boxers in the world.
He's got more money than he can ever spend, and is still willing to work insanely hard, take painful punches, restrict his diet.
If I had that much money, it'd be a $19 steak + cheese danish + $8 bottle of Menage a Trois merlot, and I'd be happy. No sense getting off the recliner and getting punched in the head a bunch of times.