WBA featherweight titleholder Chris John passed on a fight against Rocky Juarez in order to take what was really another easy defense against Ugandan challenger Jackson Asiku. Then neither of them showed up for the weigh-in, the fight was scrapped, and now John might be stripped of his title.
If you ever need another reason why I refuse to rank John among my pound-for-pound top 20 (and I don't have him top 30, to be honest), then I don't know what else to tell you. He's made a living and a minor, mystical name fighting tomato cans and bums, skirting by on the easiest possible defenses he can find, and never leaving his home base in Indonesia. He beat Juan Manuel Marquez once, but you could certainly argue against some of what went on that night.
Allan Kim of the WBA said he's hearing that the fight has been postponed until November, and that he'll talk to all parties. I say to hell with John and his lame title. His reign as the WBA's representative "champion" at 126 pounds has been one bad joke after another, sort of like a Bill Engvall performance. Except this doesn't last 45 minutes, it has gone on for years.