The big event is over, the title has changed hands yet again and the grudge has been almost-sorta-kinda put to rest.
What is one to do with a brief lull in the action and nothing immediately skiing down your neural pathways, screaming for attention or words on a digital page “Have a beer and watch Road House,†comes a voice from a strange tiny version of me, resting on my left shoulder with a trident in his hand. “But I don’t drink,†I reply to the red clad mini-me. Suddenly with a poof sound worthy of any Disney movie, halo clad-me appears on my right. “How about you write about all the good charity work MMA fighters do and make people aware of great places to donate their money†The central topics were these two: 1) Name the three fighters you’d most like to hang out with. 2) Name the three fighters you’d be most afraid to encounter in a dark alley. After much debate, here was the consensus: Three fighters we’d most want to hang out with:
Jason “Mayhem†Miller: He’s funny, he’s got an MTV show and we all know how many lovely lady folk that would attract. Plus, if you have some jackass bullying you, he will get one of his tough guy buddies to whoop him on national TV for ya’. Go