I don't care about boxing or UFC or the grade-A douchebags that are the Paul brothers, but I tuned in just because I had the time and a Netflix subscription.
It was actually great that the fight itself was so boring because it justifies never having to spend time / money on that kind of bullshit. It was a farce. A very bright, loud, sparkly, and expensive (for some people) farce.
The value I got from it was the knowledge that missing out on that kind of thing isn't really missing out on anything at all.
