Showing posts with label UFC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UFC. Show all posts

Sunday, December 13, 2009

When Kimbo Slice Met PimpleHead


If you don't know Kimbo Slice, allow me to introduce you. He is the large, built guy with the arms that are 90 feet long.

In the video below, he is fighting Houston "PimpleHead" Alexander, usually known for his speed and aggression. For some reason, PimpleHead changed his tactics and presented himself as an excessively cautious, tentative fighter who, to all appearances, appeared brain dead. La Bonne et Belle Bianca Castafiore was heard to opine that the massive zit inside his cranium must finally be releasing its PussPoison.

The guy who posted the video edited out the first round, for which he deserves your deepest thanks, as it consisted of "circle, circle, circle." I believe it was Alexander's i-will-bore-you-to-death technique, with the only saving grace being his occasional kicks.

Of course, Kimbo Slice did not acquit himself well, either, but is more easily forgiven, being new to the octagon venue and all. Harumph.

Indeed, had AcneTête pursued the kicking game with just a *little* more alacrity, he'd have won the match. Kimbo was nearly hobbled by the end due to the accumulated damage to his left leg.

The fans made known their displeasure and while I never condone booing, I understood.

This was Kimbo's first official UFC win (I *think*). New to MMA, he has had a long career outside the UFC, of course, with an international reputation as one of the world's fiercest street fighters -- most of his fights are available on the web.

In the numerous, heavy-handed clips of The Slice on TUF, he presented as some sort of Zen master. He also came off as timid, which is not a word I'd ever have associated with anyone owning that physique. The Fredster tells me the mot juste, the mot propre, would be "judicious," as Kimbo's legs and knees are showing the effects of years of abuse. Still, as someone who needs to impress impresario Dana White with much derring-do, refusing a fight, as he did at the end of TUF, was not the most judicious of choices.
Anyway... the coffee was weak and generally disappointing this morning. That's *my* excuse for blogging about a fight that wasn't at all spectacular. The impetus, honestly? BJ clobbering Diego last night, but most especially? My man Frank Mir, putting a quick and -- according to what I hear -- merciful end to things for Cheick Kongo. And the extreme frustration of not having Pay Per View...


Friday, December 12, 2008

UFC fighter with bicuspid valve

My first, and thus far only, smile of the day? It was generated by the Google search that brought a poor fellow (a gender presumption) from Mansfield in the U.K. to this quirky blog a few hours ago.

"UFC fighter with bicuspid valve" were his search terms.

He must have been very disappointed.

And so, to help him out, I took up the search. And, like Mr. Manchester of the U.K., found nothing.

So I decided to catch up on some of my MMA reading. I came across an article at CagePotato.com that contained some information I've long wanted to have -- UFC salaries and fight pay. This is from October 2007:

UFC fighter salaries lack rhyme, reason


Big ups to the guys at MMAjunkie.com, who were able to obtain official
fight salaries for UFC 77 from the Ohio Athletic Commission. Below are the
amounts that each fighter in the main card took home that night. (Keep in mind
that the winners' totals reflect a doubling of their base salary.)

Anderson Silva ($120,000) def. Rich Franklin ($45,000)

Tim Sylvia ($200,000) def. Brandon Vera ($100,000)

Alvin Robinson ($6,000) def. Jorge Gurgel ($7,000)

Stephan Bonnar ($44,000) def. Eric Schafer ($6,000)

Alan Belcher ($22,000) def. Kalib Starnes ($7,000)

So, lots to discuss here. First of all, Jorge Gurgel earned about 35 cents for every
time he was punched in the face, which seems a little low. (I don't get out of
bed for less than 50 cents per face-punch.) His opponent Alvin Robinson came in
with a $3,000 base salary — shockingly low for someone on the main card of a UFC pay-per-view event.

Dana White insists that Stephan Bonnar is one-half of the greatest UFC fight of all time, yet pays him a base salary of only $22,000, equal to that of Alan “Huh?” Belcher. This is the part where the average MMA fan would start up with the “Dana White has no loyalty” rant, railing at how poorly White treats fighters who temporarily fall out of favor (see also: Franklin’s surprisingly-low $45k take). But Tim Sylvia was never popular, and he makes a guaranteed hundred-thou per fight. But then again, so does Brandon Vera, and Vera was never champion.

Come to think of it, that Vera figure can't be right. How does an up-and-coming heavyweight contender have a base salary that's $40,000 more than the middleweight champion's? [...]




Good observations, a good question.

My dream match, these days? I want Randy to get his long-desired fight -- within the UFC -- with Fedor Emelianenko.




Prediction? Nover and Bader will take TUF 8 tomorrow night.

And as much as I admire Mir's vast repertoire of BJJ submissions, Nogueira is just better.

"Cardio, boys. Cardio!"

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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Couture v. Lesnar

La Belle Bianca Castafiore? Elle adore Randy Couture. Et elle a bien peur de le voir complètement d.é.t.r.u.i.t. quand il va contre cet homme incroyablement énorme et fort, Brock Lesnar, pendant UFC 91.


Truly, it has been awhile since I have activated the MMA Prayer Tree, but this may just be the occasion for it. As much as Couture is clearly the superior fighter, how can he offset Lesnar's size, weight, and excellent speed.

When Lesnar fought Frank Mir, how long do you think Mir could have held out, if he had not managed that incredible kneebar at 1:30 in the first round?

Hmmm. But that's the thing, right? He *did* manage to submit him -- and what a thing of beauty that was! He was secure and calm enough in his jui-jitsu and MMA won out over WrestleMania Hype.

Since then, though, I think Lesnar has reconsidered things and has trained very seriously, not wanting to be seen as playing at these disciplines. When he beat Heath Herring in UFC 87, it was evident that he was putting his new skills on display. One had the sense that he could have ended it rather easily at any point but that he wanted the three-rounds as a showcase opportunity, and he wanted it to go to a decision.


Randy Couture is surely among the finest to ever fight, and being in an unenviable physical matchup is nothing new for him (think Tim Silvia). We'll be rooting for him here at Marlinspike Hall, in the Tête de Hergé. He will be bringing his experience and talent to the mix. I hope that will be enough. La Belle Bianca Castafiore goes about muttering to herself; I don't think she can take much more in the way of stress.
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Chris Leben

Shoot. I had hoped that Leben finally had his act together. Now I understand how he managed to look so chiseled in his fight against Bisping.

He's been suspended for nine months after testing positive for the steroid Stanozolol.