Editor’s note: Manny Pacquiao’s versus Miguel Cotto is only a few hours away, and the two fighters are just about ready to put their training camps behind them. After tumultuous camps in Baguio, Manila, and Hollywood, the finale of Pacquiao-Cotto 24/7 turns to the Pacquiao camp in the bright lights of Las Vegas, with the fighter looking fierce and fearless heading into the fight.

So, we’re just a few hours away from the fight and I finally got to watch the final episode of the series. In all honesty, the anticipation has gotten to the point where I’m too nervous to write and the last episode did absolutely nothing to calm those nerves, but I’ll give it a shot.

The show opened, as usual, with a recap of the previous episodes. It was a bit appropriate that the first thing it showed was Roach belittling Cotto’s young trainer Joe Santiago. Appropriate because before the episode aired, I was able to catch the weigh in for the fight, and right after Cotto had his turn at the scales (right on the button at 145 pounds and looking very mean in his Iron Man undies), the trainers got into a verbal tussle started by Santiago who apparently told Roach “one forty-five asshole!”. This was in response, I would wager, to the doubts circulating about Cotto making the catch-weight. If there were any doubts of Roach’s mind games getting inside Santiago’s head, I’d say that would settle it right there.

After this we’re once again, treated to clips of Manny’s continued rise in popularity as he attends an event sponsored by Nike promoting their new line of hoodies. Roach steals the scene by exclaiming “who the fuck knows” when asked what they were doing there. The clip thankfully ends right before Pacquiao belts out a tune for the audience.

Joining the long list of celebrities making an appearance in a 24/7 episode is the ultimate underdog himself, Rocky Balboa, a.k.a Sylvester Stallone. There’s something unsettling about hearing Stallone, best known for playing a man who always beats the odds, saying “I feel sorry for Cotto,” considering that the betting odds are heavily against the Boricua slugger.

As training winds down in camp Pacquiao we get some more clips of him getting ready, and while the footage of him doing mitts is very reassuring, the sparring footage, once again, fails to impress. Roach, however, sounds as confident as ever saying that despite the typhoon and all the B.S. surrounding the camp (it was satisfying to hear Roach include adviser Michael Koncz’s name in the list of “all the B.S”) Pacquiao knows how to separate it all from what’s important—the game plan.

While we all know that the recent typhoons have added another layer of importance to the fight, it appears though that it isn’t only Pacquiao who has to deal with tragedies. We learn in this episode, that Freddy Roach recently lost his brother a few months ago. It was sad and admirable hearing Roach talk about how hard it was to deal with the loss and yet say that his brother would understand that training Pacquiao was the priority.

Every time the focus of the show shifts to Cotto’s training camp, I always get worried. They all just seemed focus, and this time, when it’s revealed that Pacquiao’s 3 time cut man Joe Chavez jumped ship to join team Cotto, it really doesn’t help the sinking feeling I get. And while the weigh in results dispelled all theories of Cotto having a hard time making weight, it was funny seeing him getting pissed at pal Brian Perez for eating too much while the boxer is apparently starving. I guess Cotto is a hungry fighter in more ways than one.

Part of me is disappointed that the series featured less training and sparring scenes, and more scenes about the fighters and the people surrounding them, but I can’t deny that what was shown in the series was fascinating at best and interesting at worst. Still, chills ran up my spine when the finale finished off in vintage fashion, with the best of the best training scenes being shown hand in hand with the top notch soundtrack and narration.

I’ve read so many predictions, watched so many shows and features regarding the bout. But with the fight looming ahead, I can’t help but feel a bit helpless about how things will turn out tomorrow. Because in the end, it’s all up to the fighters to forge their legacies with the blood they’ll shed in the ring. And we, as spectators armed with the insight the shows have provided, are left to ponder about how all of it will figure in the history that these fighters are sure to make tomorrow.