That really just happened, huh? Were my dreams really just dashed by the Boogeyman, El Cucuy? I’m not going to dedicate an entire 700 word blog post to how I feel about this, but you can basically just take all the excitement from my last post and replace it with shock and disappointment. In terms of disbelief this is right up there with finding out Jon Jones got popped again for PEDs following the second DC fight. I find myself thinking, “Is this really happening?” Continue reading “Tony Ferguson Gets Injured 1 week before UFC 223 – WTF”
We are now just over two weeks away from the most anticipated fight of the year, and it can not have come at a better time for fans or the UFC.
Tony vs. Khabib has been near the top of everyone’s “must see” fight list since the two started making their push for the title near the end of 2016. Back then the landscape was a little different. Conor McGregor had just won the lightweight title by putting a beat-down on Eddie Alvarez and everyone was basically battling for the right to get a shot at him. Some people still consider the timing of McGregor’s jump to boxing a reaction to the fear of defending his belt against real stiff competition like Khabib or Tony (although honestly, it may have just been the 100 Million dollars that made him do it.) Since then, Conor has all but relinquished the lightweight strap and now sits perched high upon his mountain of money, waiting to see how things unfold. Continue reading “Tony vs. Khabib is the Fight We All Need”
I’m struggling right now between seasonal depression, and my love for a good snow day.
I honestly don’t know if I can take another whole day trapped in my house alternating between playing video games and watching Netflix (I know, cry me a river right?), but at the same time I can’t help but hope for blizzard conditions on Tuesday. Besides, in my current state of existence, I am already pretty cut-off from the world outside of my job and my gym. Everyday I go from my house, to my job, to the gym, and back home to bed. It’s like clockwork – and I don’t hate it! What bothers me though is the feeling that I am sleepwalking through my life. My everyday routine has become so… routine… that weeks are beginning to fly by faster than they ever have before. I can go through a full 1 week cycle and not interact with a single new person. Just the same people every day, every week, for weeks on end.
So what does this have to do with the snow?
I’m real excited about this fight tonight and even more excited about some of the fights on the undercard, most of which could be a PPV headliner in their own rights. For the sake of my own interest, I’m only going to dish out my thoughts on the 4 fights on the main card that I consider to be headline-worthy. Don’t get it twisted though, this entire card is stacked from Fight Pass Prelims, straight through to the main event.
Let’s get started…
BJ… Please stop.
His last two trips to the octagon have been cringe-worthy. Not to mention he has the same weathered/ half-dead appearance that CM Punk had in his MMA debut. His fight style has gone from “explosive accuracy” to “uninspired apathy”. Who is forcing him to do this, because it looks like he doesn’t want to be there.
There’s no longer a reason to doubt whether or not this fight is actually going to happen. It is clear that both fighters are on board, and Dana White has come out recently saying he would not stop the fight from taking place. Plus the latest reports point to a deal being very close to done for September (maybe?), which was basically confirmed by Conor at a boxing event not long ago.
This leaves money as the only obstacle, and because this will almost certainly be the biggest PPV event since Wrestlemania XIV… Wrestlemania XIV? The start of the Attitude Era? Boston Gardens? New Age Outlaws vs. Cactus Jack and Terry Funk in the first ever Dumpster match? The Undertaker does battle with his brother Kane for the first time ever? Stone Cold defeats Shawn Michaels to begin his reign as WWE champion? C’mon? You don’t know XIV? Anyways…
Bottom line is money will not be in short supply. There could, however, be some disagreements over who should get the larger piece of the pie or how that money should be split among promotions and organizations. Keep in mind though, as of recently, McGregor is killing Mayweather in PPV sales. Apparently people are just now realizing how Floyd has managed to stay undefeated all these years – Never get hit, and counter effectively. Masterful boxing, but not very entertaining to the average fan.
On the other hand, Conor is a supernova of excitement both in and out of the ring. He is one of the finest trash talkers of our generation, and is able to back it up with knock outs and bloodbath performances. Still, no one seems to be giving him a shot in this match. Some even ridicule the notion of it ever happening. Well I’m here to tell you, not only will this most certainly happen, but Conor is probably going to walk away with the victory as well. Here’s why…
I’ve come here to report that I am officially out of the pizza game.
This was paradoxically an incredibly easy and difficult decision to make. For one, I love working in the food industry. The fast pace of a kitchen mixed with the artistry of cooking and the human interactions with customers is like nothing I have ever experienced in my myriad of other jobs. There is nothing better than the dinner rush on a Friday night when everyone on the team is clicking and orders keep coming. You can enter a flow-state where nothing matters except for the prospect of clearing those slips from your view, and your actions become fluid as you work to achieve that goal. Some nights it seems like you know the orders before they come in, and every move you make is done without thinking.
Opposite of that, there is nothing worse than when nothing goes right. You can’t get ahead, and just when you do – turns out that calzone wasn’t supposed to have cheese, and as you’re fixing it, you burnt those two pizzas in the oven. Dummy. Funny enough, even those nights are why I love the food industry. When I waited tables we called it “getting in the weeds”. It’s the kind of night where you really get to see what you are made of in a high-pressure situation.
I find a lot of joy and value from experiences like these; the flawless flow of execution, as well as the sigh of relief after you finally bail all the water from a sinking ship. However, it wasn’t Continue reading “My pizza has reached its crust”