I looked down at the recording device’s screen as it rolled through the decimals, seconds and milliseconds. Twenty0three minutes and change into the interview. I glanced at the digital clock on my dashboard’s display. I had to be at the gym to train the pros in 38 minutes and was hoping to grab a bite to eat first, which might not happen now. It would be completely alright if that was the case though, as the flow and content of the conversation was indicative of what I anticipated to be great writing material, and that was of far more importance than mere physical hunger.
For as long as most fight fans care to remember, a potential matchup between former UFC women’s bantamweight champion Ronda Rousey and Brazilian legend Cris ”Cyborg” Justino has been considered the best that women’s MMA has to offer, and many still believe that it would rival the most entertaining bouts that the sport has ever seen.
The blueprint of ancient martial arts is a realm dedicated to honing ones craft, whether it is for war, honour or both; the bounty that martial arts offers can only be fully understood with unrivalled commitment. The modern day martial artist however, doesn’t necessarily need to take such a route to embed themselves with an arsenal of skills that will help them survive within the cage.
Between the buzz created from UFC heavyweight champion Stipe Miocic’s opening-round destruction of Alistair Overeem and CM Punk’s painfully unsuccessful MMA debut, it was easy to overlook a seemingly meaningless bantamweight bout between veteran Urijah Faber and relative unknown Jimmie Rivera at last weekend’s UFC 203 in Cleveland.
Stephane Patry is hard to dislike.
There are Patry haters that exist out there in the cynical and vindictive rolling terrain of fight land that peak their gopher heads out from holes now and then and chirp their rumbling offerings.
So it turns out CM Punk lost his first fight. Oh the humanity! Oh the madness! Oh the mfmba-mfph-mhm. Excuse me, I need to remove the foot from my mouth.
Well, I just lost a bet based on ‘hope.’
A simple lunch bet, based on UFC 203’s main card, and it made me think… Hope can deceive, it can be dangerous. But it can truly be a great thing.
Fight Network presents a live broadcast of RFA 43: Camozzi vs. Barnes this Friday, Sept. 9 from 1stBank Center in Broomfield, Colo. The entire main card will be televised live in Canada and 30 countries across Europe, Africa and the Middle East beginning at 10 p.m. ET.
A month before the Cleveland Cavaliers were heralded as conquering heroes for bringing their city an NBA championship, proud Ohio product Stipe Miocic shocked the world of MMA by claiming the UFC’s heavyweight title with a knockout victory over Fabricio Werdum that technically provided the city with the championship needed to finally reverse its so-called curse.
After a prolonged period of success at featherweight, it only seemed natural for Jeremy Kennedy to one day receive a call to compete under the UFC banner. The 24-year-old has been training extensively since his early teens cleanly upholding an unblemished professional record of 8-0. But when the call finally came – months after successfully defending his Battlefield League 145-pound title for the first time and in light of the UFC’s travels to Western Canada – Kennedy was expected to realize his dream on a different route than planned.
Adam Hunter showed up at our gym in early 2015. The story of how he even found us is soaked with blood, drool and violence, like many other stories from the former soldier’s adult life. He was in town for family reasons and staying at his good friend’s residence. She threw a Christmas party. Both Adam and the household had a Presa canario, an ugly type of dog that appears to be designed to guard the gates of hell and possess a breed specific blood lust and dog aggression that is hard to match.
You talked, I listened! Because you demanded it, here are the top five reasons Conor McGregor is going to dribble Nate Diaz’s head like a basketball off the canvas of UFC 202. Now with 50 percent more pool noodle!
Gather your pam and spatulas, boys and girls. This fight is hot, hot, hot and it is going to end with someone being flipped, cracked and eventually peeled off the canvas like so many failed omelettes. That somebody is going to be Conor McGregor.
Whether in the depths of a loss or in the ascent of a victory, Conor McGregor never ceases to have an audience of eyes upon him at all times. The Irishman is self-proclaimed as the ‘face of the fight game’ and in the extensive lead-up to UFC 202, this couldn’t find itself to be more true.
Every champion has their ultimate rival. A fellow battle tested foe who has ventured the same lengths they have. One whose desires align with theirs and one whose threat to the champion’s throne poses perhaps its greatest challenge yet. Marlon Moraes and Josh Hill don’t maintain an extended past of animosity, but rather a hearty dose of respect. But that doesn’t change both men’s determination to stop one another either.
The final moments of the clash dwindled.
An exhausted Josh Hill stood embraced by a pairing of confidence in the performance he just executed and a sprinkle of doubt. He wondered; did he do enough to secure the World Series of Fighting 135-pound championship from the waist of its longtime champion, Marlon Moraes?
The rise and apparent fall, fall, fall of Holly Holm is a spectacle that needs no extra commentary. She was the chosen one, the ‘Queenslayer,’ Lord Commander of the women’s premier division.
It has been a turbulent year of extreme emotions for Holly Holm.
Nine months ago the New Mexico native was thrust into the limelight after a stunning and to the mainstream, shocking knockout victory over the ever-dominate Ronda Rousey at UFC 193.
Hello fight fans, this segment (formerly ‘How it Should Have Ended’) is getting a rebrand in honor of some of the new changes rolling out post UFC 200. As the old saying goes: “The more things change, the more Brock Lesnar shows up and completely wrecks anything not nailed to the floor.”
When Dana White walked up behind the tall, invigorated posture of Amanda Nunes to wreathe her waist with gold at UFC 200, it marked the fifth time in six of the promotion’s last title fights that champions have fallen in attempt to defend their title. Nunes inherited the throne of a bantamweight division that feels as though it will forever be in constant flux. That is unless of course she can find her dominating rhythm against any emerging talent.
The modern day label of mixed martial arts is simply: prize fighting.
Prize fighting is an avenue that filters a long line of men and women who can either reach the summit of elite fighting or simply crumble under circumstance. But once the external factors of prize fighting such as the lights, media scrutiny and packed arenas all become stripped, a fighter is always left with one thing: themselves. In that, humanity is found.
The admittance of time away from the octagon for a mixed martial artist often doesn’t come in an ideal package. That unfortunate fate fell upon the shoulders of Mitch Clark last summer due to a freak injury he sustained when a needle broke off into his arm while receiving intramuscular stimulation. The injury forced Clark to step away from the savoury opportunity to compete in his hometown of Saskatoon when the UFC made its debut in the city in August 2015. He underwent surgery to remove the instrument from his flesh and is now suiting up to make his long awaited return on July 7 at UFC Fight Night 90 against Irishman Joseph Duffy.
The fragile basis of mixed martial arts in Ontario is one that stands against the rigid enforcement of the Ontario Athletic Commission. Since the introduction of Commissioner Ken Hayashi in 2011, Ontario has faced a rapid decline in professional shows. Many provincial promoters who have crossed paths with Hayashi have had no qualms in openly expressing their disdain for the commission and Hayashi himself, as they too have fallen victim to the OAC’s strong demands.
At a recent social gathering, I was asked whether or not fighting is like “Miss Congeniality” or Ronda Rousey. The comparison is a bit strange, right? One is frequently known as one of the most beautiful women on earth with well-known roles as a Hollywood bad ass, and the other one is Ronda Rousey.
Under scrutinizing lights, Michael Bisping achieved what many active fighters consider the pinnacle at UFC 199. In a fight that felt riddled with doubts of Bisping’s worth and a landslide of favour for the former champion Luke Rockhold, the Englishmen struck gold with the placement of a perfect fist to an exposed chin.
It’s been well over a year since Oliver Vadnais has stepped into his domain, one embraced by a caged fence and a volatile crowd. His last professional mixed martial arts appearance came against Kyle Post at Global Warriors 2, where the lightweight earned himself a first-round technical knockout.
Whoa, nelly. We really stepped in it this time! Take a seat, buckle up and watch me meticulously break down all the rollercoaster fights from the past weekend in How it Should Have Ended: UFC 199 Edition!
There is something eerily unsettling watching the erosion of a fighter’s former self. Especially if that self is decorated with a momentum of victories, UFC gold and creativity. For Renan Barão, a move to the featherweight division felt as though it was his inevitable claim of relief after a string of disappointing memories haunting him from the bantamweight division. But against Jeremy Stephens, the Brazilian’s introduction to the weight class came with a decision loss and a few cracks to the skull from one of the division’s hardest hitters. It’s difficult to say whether Barão’s experiment in trying to find a home at featherweight should be solely decided by his loss at the MGM Grand on Sunday.
What’s that? You wanted a play-by-play recap and deep analysis of the biggest MMA bouts over the weekend? Sorry, the only thing we’ve got here is your monthly PPV caricature in “How it Should Have Ended: UFC 198 Edition!”
Greetings, fight fans! Today we’re analyzing/throwing big rocks at UFC 197’s main card, while sitting high atop our glass houses on the internet in my monthly column: How it Should Have Ended!
When looking to dissect Conor McGregor’s undoing of UFC 200 in the last 48 hours, whether it’s through his astronomical social media presence or lengthy disappearances, it’s been clear that the Irishman’s latest statement speak volumes. His use of power to generate shockwaves across the internet has all been a part of his carefully calculated approach to redeem himself of his recent actions.
After publishing perhaps one of the most damaging tweets in mixed martial arts history Tuesday, Conor McGregor exemplified his global reach. His three-lined poem about retirement, still unclear in nature as the man is brilliant at mental warfare, fell on the eyes of fans and promotion alike as a riddle unwilling to be answered.