Conor McGregor Crashes UFC 223 Presser, Throws Barricade, Injures Fighter, Flees [Update]
Boat hobbyist Conor McGregor is apparently pissed that the UFC will strip him of his lightweight championship belt and give it to the winner of this weekend’s Max Holloway-Khabib Nurmagomedov fight. McGregor won the belt in Nov. 2016 and has functionally ruined the promotion’s most compelling division with his staunch…
Max Holloway Has Less Than A Week To Cut An Ungodly Amount Of Weight
Nobody will say for certain what Max Holloway weighed when he agreed to fight Khabib Nurmagomedov at UFC 223, but he has until Friday afternoon to get down to 155 pounds if he wants a shot at the UFC lightweight title. That’s 10 pounds heavier than his typical fighting weight, though he’s a big featherweight and it…
Max Holloway Is Here To Save Us From The UFC's Most Cursed Non-Rivalry
Ruddy UFC czar Dana White did not need to formally announce that he’d never book another fight between Tony Ferguson and Khabib Nurmagomedov again for MMA fans to come to terms with the idea of never seeing the UFC lightweight division’s two best and most interesting fighters ever actually meet in the octagon. The UFC…
If The UFC Wants Conor McGregor To Defend His Belt, They Should Pay Up
What’s your favorite Conor McGregor title defense? Since catching Eddie Alvarez reaching a few days after the 2016 election to nab the lightweight championship, the Irishman hasn’t fought in the UFC. He earned the featherweight belt in 2015 by unhooking Jose Aldo’s jaw in 13 seconds, but the UFC re-appropriated that…
Where Is The UFC's Next Generation Of Stars?
Max Holloway is everything the UFC and its fans could possibly want in a young champion. His high-octane, aggressive, and dangerous but technical style makes him appealing to both the base desire to see blood and the intellectual side of fandom simultaneously. He could conceivably reign over one of the promotion’s…
The End Of José Aldo
In championship-level combat sports, as with generations of inbred European royalty, there’s never really an interregnum. The end of one reign is simultaneously the beginning of another. The moment the new champion’s hand is raised and the belt fitted around his waist, we’re officially living in a new era.
