For about 10 seconds on Saturday night, the light-heavyweight title bout at UFC 152 seemed competitive.
As Vitor Belfort locked up an armbar off his back and clung to it like a drowning man to a piece of driftwood, you could almost convince yourself that he belonged in a fight with UFC 205-pound champion Jon Jones. Maybe. If you squinted so the size difference wasn’t so apparent. And if you didn’t stick around to watch the next 15 or so minutes of the fight, which were all Jones, all the way.
Those 10 seconds, though, those were exciting.