Expressions of religious faith are a common, oftentimes controversial, occurrence in mixed martial arts. How do fighters view their faith in the context of such violent occupation? And what role does belief play in the career of a fighter?
The invocation of God’s will in victory is a divisive feature of mixed martial arts. For many fighters, a celebratory shout-out for the Almighty is as intuitive as acknowledging the input of a strength and conditioning coach. But expressions of faith in such a violent, relatively trivial context tend to be polarizing, as a cursory glance at Twitter on any given fight night will confirm. It’s not difficult to see why. Attributing athletic success to divine will appears ripe for ridicule for any number of reasons.
Consider, for example, the implications of voicing the belief that your cage fight tops the list of a deity’s priorities. Such a claim seemingly betrays an almost pathological self-obsession. One might also question the fighter’s sense of sportsmanship, given that he is knowingly entering the cage with an omnipotent tag team partner. Until we devise a test that can identify unnatural levels of the Holy Spirit, testosterone to epitestosterone ratios and IV bans would appear to be the least of our worries.
But in all fairness, it isn’t particularly charitable to go with the most ludicrous interpretation of an individual’s beliefs. Caricature of this sort presupposes all sorts of things about the religious fighter’s perspective. The truth is we often don’t know enough about the worldview that underpins any given post-fight declaration of faith, and said worldview will likely vary from fighter to fighter.
“I would say God both inspires me and intervenes in my contests,” says UFC bantamweight Michael McDonald. “You can’t put a limit on God in any way, shape or form. If he chooses to intervene in the fight, that’s fine. In my first professional fight, I was caught in the deepest guillotine that I’ve ever been caught in, and I was about to pass out, and the guy just lets go for no reason. Things like that have happened, where it doesn’t make any sense to me.
“Take my second fight with Cole Escovedo, for example. In our first fight, he took me down and beat the living crap out of me, so it was obvious what he was going to do next time. He’s going to try and do the same thing. Why would he try and stand with me when that’s what I’m best at? But he chose to not try a single takedown and tried to stand with me the entire time, and he ended up getting knocked unconscious in the second round. Those are just a couple of examples of things I can’t explain, or don’t understand, why it happened like that. So in a sense you could say yeah, there was some intervening.”
“I think that God intervenes in everything. I think that God gives people a supernatural strength at times,” echoes former TheUltimate Fighter winner Diego Sanchez. “There have been moments in my career when I’ve had no energy, and all of a sudden I have this inner strength coming from somewhere. For me, that’s God giving me strength… So when I go to fight, I pray for strength. I pray for courage. I pray for the Lord to protect me and keep me safe, and of course I pray for success. With the success that I have, I’m going to bring success to him because my life is nothing more than being here on earth to give Him glory.”
Of course, the notion of divine intervention raises questions about free will. The sincere belief that fighters cannot take credit for personal achievements would seem to undermine any satisfaction they might derive from success. This has all sorts of ramifications, but particularly for an individual’s sense of self-efficacy. If accomplishments merely come at the whim of a divine puppet master, fighters taking pleasure in their own feats appears to make little sense. But then, it’s also possible the secular mind might miss, or fail to appreciate, some other path to fulfillment within this worldview.
“There was a time when I actually got mad and frustrated at God,” says McDonald. “I was like, ‘God, I’ve seen how you’ve intervened. I have seen how you’ve made me win sometimes. Am I even a good fighter? Who am I without you, God? Am I a good fighter at all? Because by the things you’ve made happen, you have made me win when I shouldn’t have.’ The response that I got was shocking and belittling—€”in a good way. He just said to me: ‘Without me, you’re nothing.’
“When you just think about it in terms of fighting, it can be a confusing topic because people in general want to think that they are good. People want to think they deserve credit for their accomplishments, and when you just take a glance into the universe, how big some of these stars are, and God can just speak these things into existence. We had nothing to do with our own existence. We just woke up one day, and it was nothing that we did.
“You didn’t earn your family, your life, or anything you have. You didn’t have any say in whether you were born or the destiny that was planned for you. It was just given to you. When you think about it that way, when we start to say things like, ‘How good am I? How big am I?’ Dude, you are a speck. Your life is a vapor. It’s nothing. You are nothing in relation to the world. We think that everything we do is big stuff because we make a little bit of noise down here on earth. We are nothing. When you come to grips with that, it’s amazing when we see that God has marked us by majesty. There’s just awe and thankfulness that God would do this for me.”
Even for a non-believer like me there’s much to agree with here. McDonald is expressing a deterministic worldview, albeit of the theological variety. That our every thought and action is preceded by a chain of prior causes we had no control over is indisputable, and for many people this fact torpedoes the intuition that we have free will. Some religious people might balk at this suggestion, though. The concept of free will does a lot of theological legwork, so believers can occasionally find themselves taking pains to preserve it.
“We have to have a choice in something,” McDonald argues. “When you think about God only in one way, it doesn’t make sense. When you just think about Him as a God of mercy, there’s no justice. When you just think about Him as a God of justice, there’s no grace. When you just think about Him as a creator, there’s no plan. He’s all of those things married perfectly together. We want to think we have all these plans, and it’s not true. There are only two plans: God’s plan and Satan’s plan. Our choice is to either live in God’s plan or Satan’s plan. That’s it. That is our only choice in this life.”
Moving beyond this philosophical rabbit hole, a common criticism of religious mixed martial artists stems from the perception that there is tension between their occupation and their faith. For some modern believers, violence is incompatible with the benign version of faith many receive from the pulpit. According to Joe Carter of ChristianityToday.com, this perspective owes much to the publication of Charles Monroe Sheldon’s 1896 novel In His Steps: What Would Jesus Do? and the resulting movement that emphasized following the example of Jesus.
This requires a rather selective reading of the more well-subscribed holy texts, however. An honest, faithful reading of The Bible or the Quran probably doesn’t get you Mahatma Gandhi. If fighters are so inclined, there is ample content to justify violence of any flavor. The example of Jesus is certainly more compatible with contemporary values, but finding a justification for pure pacifism requires some Olympic-level mental gymnastics. The view that people of faith are duty-bound to eschew all forms of violence is very much a modern invention, and one that isn’t cashed out with reference to scripture. On the contrary, fighters are probably on firm theological ground.
“I’ve had many times where I’ve questioned whether I want to be a professional fighter—€”including quite recently. However, I have never once had problems with my job as a fighter in relation to my faith,” claims McDonald. “Anyone that thinks you can’t be a fighter and a Christian doesn’t have a proper understanding of the Gospel, and they don’t understand that Jacob wrestled with an angel of the Lord. They don’t understand that David was a man of blood and still a man after God’s own heart. They don’t understand how you can be a strong man who loves combat, not someone who’s destructive and wants to hurt people, but a man who loves combat.
“It says that Yahweh is a warrior. David says that God trains my fingers for battle and my hands for war. Think about that. God is so in tune with what I’m doing that he would train me personally. Anyone who doesn’t understand that should really look into the Old Testament—€”and even the New Testament. The Christian man is not a weak man sitting in a church service in a suit and tie, who gets slapped in the face and says, ‘I forgive you.’ A Christian man is willing to lay down his life to protect those that he loves.
“People don’t even understand the meaning of [turning the other cheek]. What does that mean? Is it saying I can never stick up for myself? No, not at all. When something wasn’t right, Jesus flipped over tables in the temple. For example, if my wife is upset at me and says something mean, my immediate response should not be to fight her. What it should be is: ‘Have I wronged you? If I have wronged you, I’m sorry. Tell me how you feel, please.’ That is what that verse means.”
As touched upon earlier, the combination of religion and MMA is fertile territory for amateur comedians. Whenever devout fighters square-off, jokes about God picking sides practically trend on Twitter. It’s an obvious avenue for snark, and I’m as guilty of exploiting it as the next heathen hack. When Vitor Belfort was soundly beaten by Jon Jones in 2012, the temptation to poke fun at the Brazilian’s faith was irresistible. Could the fight’s outcome be interpreted as some sort of divine referendum on Belfort’s character? Had the Almighty communicated his preference for Jones in the most painful fashion? How often do fighters consider the theological implications of competing against their fellow believers, and how it might impact their relationship with God?
“When two men of faith fight, those two men of faith both understand that there’s only one winner, that God loves both of us the same,” Sanchez argues. “Our actions are gonna have reactions, and the choices we make are gonna determine what happens in our fight. There have been times in the past when I have fought other men who are believers, and I just leave it in God’s hands. I ask the Lord to bless my skills to be better than they’ve ever been before, bless my training camp, bless my game plan, and to give me the wisdom to be victorious. I feel that the Lord hears our prayers. I have been blessed with many victories, and I’ve had my defeats.”
But what about interpreting a loss in the context of faith? The physical and psychological trauma of losing in mixed martial arts is severe. Setbacks in football, basketball, baseball, tennis, etc. aren’t nearly so consequential. Witnessing a fluffy yellow ball fly past you isn’t quite the same as experiencing a shin to the temple. Over and above the cost to one’s health, the fear of public humiliation and negative social evaluation is at its peak. If a fighter holds God responsible for the outcome of a cage fight, any resulting trauma might be faith-shattering. And yet, this rarely seems to be the case.
“Any disappointment, any pain, when you see it in the right perspective it’s not that big of a deal,” says McDonald. “Like when I lost to Renan Barao, in the world’s view that was my big opportunity. I was the youngest fighter in UFC history to get a title shot. I could have outdone Jon Jones by a whole year. And then I lose. I go home and it seems like everything is back to normal. It’s very easy to think, ‘Oh, I’m a failure. I’m this. I’m that. My life is over.’ That’s why people get upset when they lose. They think it says something about them.
“When your identity is not rooted in what you do, it doesn’t have the same effect. So when you have trust in God, you know He’s gonna take care of you. I know that my destiny and my life are secure. So when [setbacks] happen, it’s like, ‘Well OK, I failed. I’m not the champion—right now at least.’ We all fall short of the glory of God. Everyone fails at something. I bet Ronda Rousey and Anderson Silva never thought they would lose. Everybody loses. You just make the adjustments so it doesn’t happen again.”
“The most devastating loss of my career was when I fought BJ Penn, and I got beaten up really, really bad. I was close to God before the fight, but I had made bad decisions leading up to the fight,” adds Sanchez. “I know that sometimes you are gonna pray for things and the answer is no, and that’s something that people have to struggle in dealing with. Sometimes God says no. Something that happened to me that was hard to deal with was when I trained for Miles Jury. I was extremely prepared, and I made a bad decision. I ate some food that I shouldn’t have, and it affected my system really bad. I had to learn the hard way because I got very sick and had to fight like that. It was so disheartening because I knew I was so much better than how I performed, but I had to accept that it was my fault.”
Even without subscribing to any of the aforementioned supernatural claims, religious faith can still have utility in a sporting context. Through the lens of sports psychology, it isn’t necessarily relevant whether certain beliefs reflect reality. As I wrote back in 2013, even if a fighter’s prayers are ultimately being relayed to a dial tone, beliefs can still confer certain benefits.
“I think the placebo effect is what is operating here,” suggests Dr. Chris Stankovich, founder of Advanced Human Performance Systems. “Specifically, an athlete’s belief in God’s help is really no different at all from another athlete having a strong belief in wearing a particular piece of equipment that he feels ‘lucky’ wearing. And yes, anytime the placebo effect is in play there is the possibility for an advantage when it comes to performance because of greater belief and self-confidence.”
Invoking the placebo effect isn’t to impugn any of religion’s underlying claims to truth. However, strong religious faith appears to reliably foster mental strength, even when individual beliefs are mutually cancelling. It’s somewhat ironic that sports psychologists can’t advocate for such an effective strategy. After all, religious faith isn’t a tool just anyone can pick up. Wielding a crucifix and a copy of The Bible during your ring walk won’t do you much good if the rest of your time is spent tweeting anti-theist quotes from Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens. Fortunately, becoming devout isn’t the only path to mental resilience. Indeed, given Conor McGregor’s willingness to compare himself favorably to Jesus, it’s safe to assume his unshakable self-belief isn’t rooted in a profound reverence for the divine. There’s a much deeper point to be made about the importance of belief, irrespective of its attachment to scripture.
“I strongly believe that belief is an invaluable, irreplaceable component to maximizing human productivity and success,” continues Dr. Stankovich. “The question then becomes: where does a person develop belief? For some it is their religion, while others find it through other things that inspire them—a dying relative, or simply conviction toward doing something because it is good or right. The stronger the belief, regardless of its source, the greater the focus and resiliency of the athlete.”
Expressions of religious faith are a common, oftentimes controversial, occurrence in mixed martial arts. How do fighters view their faith in the context of such violent occupation? And what role does belief play in the career of a fighter?
The invocation of God’s will in victory is a divisive feature of mixed martial arts. For many fighters, a celebratory shout-out for the Almighty is as intuitive as acknowledging the input of a strength and conditioning coach. But expressions of faith in such a violent, relatively trivial context tend to be polarizing, as a cursory glance at Twitter on any given fight night will confirm. It’s not difficult to see why. Attributing athletic success to divine will appears ripe for ridicule for any number of reasons.
Consider, for example, the implications of voicing the belief that your cage fight tops the list of a deity’s priorities. Such a claim seemingly betrays an almost pathological self-obsession. One might also question the fighter’s sense of sportsmanship, given that he is knowingly entering the cage with an omnipotent tag team partner. Until we devise a test that can identify unnatural levels of the Holy Spirit, testosterone to epitestosterone ratios and IV bans would appear to be the least of our worries.
But in all fairness, it isn’t particularly charitable to go with the most ludicrous interpretation of an individual’s beliefs. Caricature of this sort presupposes all sorts of things about the religious fighter’s perspective. The truth is we often don’t know enough about the worldview that underpins any given post-fight declaration of faith, and said worldview will likely vary from fighter to fighter.
“I would say God both inspires me and intervenes in my contests,” says UFC bantamweight Michael McDonald. “You can’t put a limit on God in any way, shape or form. If he chooses to intervene in the fight, that’s fine. In my first professional fight, I was caught in the deepest guillotine that I’ve ever been caught in, and I was about to pass out, and the guy just lets go for no reason. Things like that have happened, where it doesn’t make any sense to me.
“Take my second fight with Cole Escovedo, for example. In our first fight, he took me down and beat the living crap out of me, so it was obvious what he was going to do next time. He’s going to try and do the same thing. Why would he try and stand with me when that’s what I’m best at? But he chose to not try a single takedown and tried to stand with me the entire time, and he ended up getting knocked unconscious in the second round. Those are just a couple of examples of things I can’t explain, or don’t understand, why it happened like that. So in a sense you could say yeah, there was some intervening.”
“I think that God intervenes in everything. I think that God gives people a supernatural strength at times,” echoes former TheUltimate Fighter winner Diego Sanchez. “There have been moments in my career when I’ve had no energy, and all of a sudden I have this inner strength coming from somewhere. For me, that’s God giving me strength… So when I go to fight, I pray for strength. I pray for courage. I pray for the Lord to protect me and keep me safe, and of course I pray for success. With the success that I have, I’m going to bring success to him because my life is nothing more than being here on earth to give Him glory.”
Of course, the notion of divine intervention raises questions about free will. The sincere belief that fighters cannot take credit for personal achievements would seem to undermine any satisfaction they might derive from success. This has all sorts of ramifications, but particularly for an individual’s sense of self-efficacy. If accomplishments merely come at the whim of a divine puppet master, fighters taking pleasure in their own feats appears to make little sense. But then, it’s also possible the secular mind might miss, or fail to appreciate, some other path to fulfillment within this worldview.
“There was a time when I actually got mad and frustrated at God,” says McDonald. “I was like, ‘God, I’ve seen how you’ve intervened. I have seen how you’ve made me win sometimes. Am I even a good fighter? Who am I without you, God? Am I a good fighter at all? Because by the things you’ve made happen, you have made me win when I shouldn’t have.’ The response that I got was shocking and belittling—€”in a good way. He just said to me: ‘Without me, you’re nothing.’
“When you just think about it in terms of fighting, it can be a confusing topic because people in general want to think that they are good. People want to think they deserve credit for their accomplishments, and when you just take a glance into the universe, how big some of these stars are, and God can just speak these things into existence. We had nothing to do with our own existence. We just woke up one day, and it was nothing that we did.
“You didn’t earn your family, your life, or anything you have. You didn’t have any say in whether you were born or the destiny that was planned for you. It was just given to you. When you think about it that way, when we start to say things like, ‘How good am I? How big am I?’ Dude, you are a speck. Your life is a vapor. It’s nothing. You are nothing in relation to the world. We think that everything we do is big stuff because we make a little bit of noise down here on earth. We are nothing. When you come to grips with that, it’s amazing when we see that God has marked us by majesty. There’s just awe and thankfulness that God would do this for me.”
Even for a non-believer like me there’s much to agree with here. McDonald is expressing a deterministic worldview, albeit of the theological variety. That our every thought and action is preceded by a chain of prior causes we had no control over is indisputable, and for many people this fact torpedoes the intuition that we have free will. Some religious people might balk at this suggestion, though. The concept of free will does a lot of theological legwork, so believers can occasionally find themselves taking pains to preserve it.
“We have to have a choice in something,” McDonald argues. “When you think about God only in one way, it doesn’t make sense. When you just think about Him as a God of mercy, there’s no justice. When you just think about Him as a God of justice, there’s no grace. When you just think about Him as a creator, there’s no plan. He’s all of those things married perfectly together. We want to think we have all these plans, and it’s not true. There are only two plans: God’s plan and Satan’s plan. Our choice is to either live in God’s plan or Satan’s plan. That’s it. That is our only choice in this life.”
Moving beyond this philosophical rabbit hole, a common criticism of religious mixed martial artists stems from the perception that there is tension between their occupation and their faith. For some modern believers, violence is incompatible with the benign version of faith many receive from the pulpit. According to Joe Carter of ChristianityToday.com, this perspective owes much to the publication of Charles Monroe Sheldon’s 1896 novel In His Steps: What Would Jesus Do? and the resulting movement that emphasized following the example of Jesus.
This requires a rather selective reading of the more well-subscribed holy texts, however. An honest, faithful reading of The Bible or the Quran probably doesn’t get you Mahatma Gandhi. If fighters are so inclined, there is ample content to justify violence of any flavor. The example of Jesus is certainly more compatible with contemporary values, but finding a justification for pure pacifism requires some Olympic-level mental gymnastics. The view that people of faith are duty-bound to eschew all forms of violence is very much a modern invention, and one that isn’t cashed out with reference to scripture. On the contrary, fighters are probably on firm theological ground.
“I’ve had many times where I’ve questioned whether I want to be a professional fighter—€”including quite recently. However, I have never once had problems with my job as a fighter in relation to my faith,” claims McDonald. “Anyone that thinks you can’t be a fighter and a Christian doesn’t have a proper understanding of the Gospel, and they don’t understand that Jacob wrestled with an angel of the Lord. They don’t understand that David was a man of blood and still a man after God’s own heart. They don’t understand how you can be a strong man who loves combat, not someone who’s destructive and wants to hurt people, but a man who loves combat.
“It says that Yahweh is a warrior. David says that God trains my fingers for battle and my hands for war. Think about that. God is so in tune with what I’m doing that he would train me personally. Anyone who doesn’t understand that should really look into the Old Testament—€”and even the New Testament. The Christian man is not a weak man sitting in a church service in a suit and tie, who gets slapped in the face and says, ‘I forgive you.’ A Christian man is willing to lay down his life to protect those that he loves.
“People don’t even understand the meaning of [turning the other cheek]. What does that mean? Is it saying I can never stick up for myself? No, not at all. When something wasn’t right, Jesus flipped over tables in the temple. For example, if my wife is upset at me and says something mean, my immediate response should not be to fight her. What it should be is: ‘Have I wronged you? If I have wronged you, I’m sorry. Tell me how you feel, please.’ That is what that verse means.”
As touched upon earlier, the combination of religion and MMA is fertile territory for amateur comedians. Whenever devout fighters square-off, jokes about God picking sides practically trend on Twitter. It’s an obvious avenue for snark, and I’m as guilty of exploiting it as the next heathen hack. When Vitor Belfort was soundly beaten by Jon Jones in 2012, the temptation to poke fun at the Brazilian’s faith was irresistible. Could the fight’s outcome be interpreted as some sort of divine referendum on Belfort’s character? Had the Almighty communicated his preference for Jones in the most painful fashion? How often do fighters consider the theological implications of competing against their fellow believers, and how it might impact their relationship with God?
“When two men of faith fight, those two men of faith both understand that there’s only one winner, that God loves both of us the same,” Sanchez argues. “Our actions are gonna have reactions, and the choices we make are gonna determine what happens in our fight. There have been times in the past when I have fought other men who are believers, and I just leave it in God’s hands. I ask the Lord to bless my skills to be better than they’ve ever been before, bless my training camp, bless my game plan, and to give me the wisdom to be victorious. I feel that the Lord hears our prayers. I have been blessed with many victories, and I’ve had my defeats.”
But what about interpreting a loss in the context of faith? The physical and psychological trauma of losing in mixed martial arts is severe. Setbacks in football, basketball, baseball, tennis, etc. aren’t nearly so consequential. Witnessing a fluffy yellow ball fly past you isn’t quite the same as experiencing a shin to the temple. Over and above the cost to one’s health, the fear of public humiliation and negative social evaluation is at its peak. If a fighter holds God responsible for the outcome of a cage fight, any resulting trauma might be faith-shattering. And yet, this rarely seems to be the case.
“Any disappointment, any pain, when you see it in the right perspective it’s not that big of a deal,” says McDonald. “Like when I lost to Renan Barao, in the world’s view that was my big opportunity. I was the youngest fighter in UFC history to get a title shot. I could have outdone Jon Jones by a whole year. And then I lose. I go home and it seems like everything is back to normal. It’s very easy to think, ‘Oh, I’m a failure. I’m this. I’m that. My life is over.’ That’s why people get upset when they lose. They think it says something about them.
“When your identity is not rooted in what you do, it doesn’t have the same effect. So when you have trust in God, you know He’s gonna take care of you. I know that my destiny and my life are secure. So when [setbacks] happen, it’s like, ‘Well OK, I failed. I’m not the champion—right now at least.’ We all fall short of the glory of God. Everyone fails at something. I bet Ronda Rousey and Anderson Silva never thought they would lose. Everybody loses. You just make the adjustments so it doesn’t happen again.”
“The most devastating loss of my career was when I fought BJ Penn, and I got beaten up really, really bad. I was close to God before the fight, but I had made bad decisions leading up to the fight,” adds Sanchez. “I know that sometimes you are gonna pray for things and the answer is no, and that’s something that people have to struggle in dealing with. Sometimes God says no. Something that happened to me that was hard to deal with was when I trained for Miles Jury. I was extremely prepared, and I made a bad decision. I ate some food that I shouldn’t have, and it affected my system really bad. I had to learn the hard way because I got very sick and had to fight like that. It was so disheartening because I knew I was so much better than how I performed, but I had to accept that it was my fault.”
Even without subscribing to any of the aforementioned supernatural claims, religious faith can still have utility in a sporting context. Through the lens of sports psychology, it isn’t necessarily relevant whether certain beliefs reflect reality. As I wrote back in 2013, even if a fighter’s prayers are ultimately being relayed to a dial tone, beliefs can still confer certain benefits.
“I think the placebo effect is what is operating here,” suggests Dr. Chris Stankovich, founder of Advanced Human Performance Systems. “Specifically, an athlete’s belief in God’s help is really no different at all from another athlete having a strong belief in wearing a particular piece of equipment that he feels ‘lucky’ wearing. And yes, anytime the placebo effect is in play there is the possibility for an advantage when it comes to performance because of greater belief and self-confidence.”
Invoking the placebo effect isn’t to impugn any of religion’s underlying claims to truth. However, strong religious faith appears to reliably foster mental strength, even when individual beliefs are mutually cancelling. It’s somewhat ironic that sports psychologists can’t advocate for such an effective strategy. After all, religious faith isn’t a tool just anyone can pick up. Wielding a crucifix and a copy of The Bible during your ring walk won’t do you much good if the rest of your time is spent tweeting anti-theist quotes from Richard Dawkins and Christopher Hitchens. Fortunately, becoming devout isn’t the only path to mental resilience. Indeed, given Conor McGregor’s willingness to compare himself favorably to Jesus, it’s safe to assume his unshakable self-belief isn’t rooted in a profound reverence for the divine. There’s a much deeper point to be made about the importance of belief, irrespective of its attachment to scripture.
“I strongly believe that belief is an invaluable, irreplaceable component to maximizing human productivity and success,” continues Dr. Stankovich. “The question then becomes: where does a person develop belief? For some it is their religion, while others find it through other things that inspire them—a dying relative, or simply conviction toward doing something because it is good or right. The stronger the belief, regardless of its source, the greater the focus and resiliency of the athlete.”
James MacDonald takes a look at the side of fighting that takes place not between two contestant in a cage, but between the athlete and themselves.
At the risk of stating the obvious, being a fan of combat sports necessitates embracing behaviors one would condemn in almost any other context. Violence is antithetical to civil society, so reconciling one’s passion for sanctioned combat with one’s social conscience can occasionally be something of a mental gymnastics routine. However, something we rarely reflect on is the verbal aggression of fighters relative to that of other athletes. The topic doesn’t carry the same weight as the consequences of violence, but it’s nevertheless interesting that we accept, and even encourage, a manner of interacting that would make even the most misanthropic sociopath cringe.
Conor McGregor’s charming/entertaining/obnoxious performance — depending on who you ask — at the UFC’s recent “Go Big” press conference perfectly illustrates this point. At said event, the Irishman excoriated and belittled his peers at every opportunity. It’s the kind of display one is rarely going to witness outside the culture of combat sports. To emphasize this point, let’s go ahead and recast a few characters from said presser while retaining the script. Replace McGregor with Roger Federer, Donald Cerrone with Rafael Nadal and Chad Mendes with Novak Djokovic, and then allow the scene to play out in your head. Congratulations, you’ve just created something approaching a Monty Python sketch.
If the above scenario isn’t sufficiently absurd, try to picture a professional curler channeling Mike Tyson and informing members of the opposing team that their children look awfully appetizing, or a pool player suggesting the honor of playing him is a red panties-worthy occasion. None of this is to imply that all sport beyond fighting best exemplifies civil society. To be sure, one is likely to encounter more sledging at a soccer match than at the average dinner party. But for better or worse, combat sports embrace verbal aggression in a way that others don’t.
“Sports vary greatly on a continuum from passive and ‘gentlemanly’ to more aggressive,” argues Dr. Chris Stankovich, founder of Advanced Human Performance Systems and expert in the field of sports culture. “Using this model as a reference point, it would seem that developing a verbally aggressive attitude wouldn’t help the more passive sports. In fact, you could argue the adrenaline rush would actually be counter-productive to focus, composure, and would dramatically disrupt fine motor skill movement.”
“A championship-caliber chess player wouldn’t help his game by verbally taunting his opponent, and could actually end up performing below his abilities by doing so, as he would likely lose the cognitive abilities needed to be successful by staying calm and strategically thinking through situations.”
Even in stereotypically “masculine” sports like Basketball and Football, verbal aggression outside the competitive arena is more the exception than the rule. No matter how nasty interactions on the court or field can get, there is at least the pretence of civility when players engage publicly. In contrast, combat sports like boxing and MMA are peculiar in the way their athletes verbally spar in full view of the media.
This perhaps isn’t surprising given that violence is inherently uncivil. One could even argue, as Nick Diaz recently did while being interviewed about his four-year suspension, that combat sports are in fact nothing of the sort:
I can’t even go – my brother has a fight coming up; are you going to tell me I can’t even go corner my brother when he goes in? This isn’t a sport, this is war; this is warfare. This is a war game. He’s going in there to fight for his life and I can’t even go stand next to him?
It’s not difficult to see Diaz’s point. To some, classifying fighting as sport must seem like an effort to civilize behavior society would otherwise denounce as barbaric. Even sanctioned, consensual violence at times feels like an anomaly within civil society. Conceptually, it straddles the line between sport and spectacle. In practice, what it produces can fall some distance either side of that line. Of course, there are some rather obvious differences between combat sports and real-world violence, yet we do seem to recognize that fighting, even when sanitized for mass consumption, is primal in a way that other sports can never be. This may partly explain our casual acceptance of otherwise egregious behavior.
The seemingly rampant egomania in combat sports is another element of verbal aggression we don’t tend to see elsewhere. Unlike most athletes, fighters are comfortable expressing a kind of self-reverence that would be seen as almost pathological in most settings. Imagine your friend suddenly developed and displayed a caricaturish ego of this sort. Absent the requisite charm to complement his newfound swagger, chances are he would soon find it exceedingly difficult to get in contact with you.
The truth is most of us are socialized to suppress our ego. The value society places on humility means there is probably no accomplishment that would allow us to tolerate the conceit expressed by personalities like Floyd Mayweather and Adrian Broner. If the individual who discovers the cure for cancer decides to wax poetic about her talents like science’s answer to Muhammad Ali, we will be thoroughly confused. We might even be offended by such brazen immodesty. But when a fighter stiffens his opponent and articulates a level of narcissism ordinarily reserved for comic book villains and WWE heels, this appears perfectly normal to us. Our intuitions, it seems, aren’t particularly well calibrated in this context.
One variable that might help explain this fact about combat sports is the relatively light schedule of its elite competitors. UFC fighters are sometimes lucky if they get to compete three times per year. Consider the vast difference between this and the competitive itinerary of tennis players. Kelsey Anderson, the wife of tennis pro Kevin Anderson, recently published a piece in which she discussed some facts of life on the ATP tour:
Can I let you in on a little secret?
Tennis players are a bunch of ‘losers.’ It might sound harsh, but it’s true; most tennis players suffer a loss nearly every competitive week of their career. In every tennis competition there is only one victor. Just one man will hold up the trophy at the end of each tournament, while the rest of the field will suffer a defeat.
I was discussing this exact phenomenon a few years ago with tennis legend Wayne Ferreira at the Australian Open, when he told me something poignant that really resonated with me.
He said, ‘Look, I’ve had what most would consider a very long and successful tennis career. And guess what, the total number of weeks in my career where I didn’t lose a single match? Only 15.
It’s hard to imagine fighters, especially at the top level, being able to relate to such an ego-shattering schedule. While off-days at the gym are surely common, fighters rarely taste defeat when it matters most — though the psychological cost is more severe. It’s difficult to unfetter one’s ego when professional loss is an almost-weekly reality. The existence of a character like “Money” Mayweather within the culture of tennis could only ever be a Chael Sonnen-esque piece of performance art.
To that point, there is undoubtedly a certain amount of bluster mixed in with the ego. Whether the boastful proclamations of combat sports athletes are genuine might be less important than their apparent utility—over and above self-promotion. Though counter-intuitive, a certain amount of self-deception can help preserve one’s sense of self-efficacy. This is never more apparent than when a fighter rattles off a series of excuses to explain away a loss. Likewise, when combat sports athletes trash talk and/or offer an exaggerated account of their abilities, there is often a little psychological sophistry at work.
“I expect most athletes who engage in this behavior are firstly trying to convince themselves,” argues Dr. Stankovich. “We have an abundance of research that tells us the greater the self-efficacy, the better the athlete will perform. [Verbal aggression] can work via the placebo effect, and in other cases some fighters do it as a self-fulfilling prophecy.”
“I think in combat sports it’s the norm for men and women to do everything they can to have their adrenaline at its highest level. An adrenaline rush can be a very good thing, as it tends to compensate — and mask — for nerves and anxiety. One way of doing this is through self-talk and/or shifting the adrenaline toward the opponent. In both cases the focus is turned away from internal worries about not succeeding and toward what the athlete is going to actually ‘do’ to the opponent.”
“It is important to note that our minds can only focus on one thought at a time, so if a fighter focuses on verbally intimidating an opponent it makes it virtually impossible for him to simultaneously think about his own worries and insecurities. Perhaps this reality is the single biggest reason why verbal aggression could prove to be useful for some fighters.”
One’s sense of self-efficacy doesn’t exist in a vacuum, though. How the opponent behaves can significantly alter one’s own mental state. Indeed, there can be something of an inverse relationship between the self-efficacy of two competing fighters, as undermining the opponent’s state of mind can also have the effect of elevating one’s own psychological well-being. Ali is the most celebrated purveyor of this style of mental gamesmanship. He was at times capable of winning fights weeks or months prior to even laying a glove on his foe.
“[Verbal aggression] can also be an effort to get inside the head of the opposing athlete,” Dr. Stankovich continues. “The dynamic that often develops from that is the opponent is no longer fighting to win, but instead fighting to avoid losing. A fighter could help his own self-confidence by using verbal aggression, as it provides both a form of intimidation toward the opponent and a method for ‘draining out’ his own thoughts of insecurity heading into the fight, meaning he could actually fool himself into more confident way of thinking, which would squash out the thoughts of insecurity.”
Despite its psychological benefits within the context of fighting, is verbal aggression ultimately a good thing for combat sports? Boxing is deeply entrenched in popular culture, so how it is perceived by the public is largely fixed. On the other hand, MMA is a relatively young sport that hasn’t yet fully shed a legacy of perceived barbarism. Would a dash of civility aid the sport’s battle for legitimacy? Perhaps, but it would almost certainly be insincere. While a roster full of personalities like Brian Stann and Randy Couture might sound appealing, seeing that reality in such a violent context would look like an episode of The Twilight Zone. Fighting as a category of sport is an oddity, so maybe it’s only right that many of its participants conduct themselves accordingly.
With that said, the sea of trash talk and braggadocio in combat sports doesn’t mean there is an absence of personal and professional respect. As we witnessed in the aftermath of UFC 192’s main event between Daniel Cormier and Alexander Gustafsson, there is no shortage of warmth and sentiment in fighting. Would we really trade such moving displays of sportsmanship for a pre-fight pantomime of false modesty and social propriety?
James MacDonald takes a look at the side of fighting that takes place not between two contestant in a cage, but between the athlete and themselves.
At the risk of stating the obvious, being a fan of combat sports necessitates embracing behaviors one would condemn in almost any other context. Violence is antithetical to civil society, so reconciling one’s passion for sanctioned combat with one’s social conscience can occasionally be something of a mental gymnastics routine. However, something we rarely reflect on is the verbal aggression of fighters relative to that of other athletes. The topic doesn’t carry the same weight as the consequences of violence, but it’s nevertheless interesting that we accept, and even encourage, a manner of interacting that would make even the most misanthropic sociopath cringe.
Conor McGregor’s charming/entertaining/obnoxious performance — depending on who you ask — at the UFC’s recent “Go Big” press conference perfectly illustrates this point. At said event, the Irishman excoriated and belittled his peers at every opportunity. It’s the kind of display one is rarely going to witness outside the culture of combat sports. To emphasize this point, let’s go ahead and recast a few characters from said presser while retaining the script. Replace McGregor with Roger Federer, Donald Cerrone with Rafael Nadal and Chad Mendes with Novak Djokovic, and then allow the scene to play out in your head. Congratulations, you’ve just created something approaching a Monty Python sketch.
If the above scenario isn’t sufficiently absurd, try to picture a professional curler channeling Mike Tyson and informing members of the opposing team that their children look awfully appetizing, or a pool player suggesting the honor of playing him is a red panties-worthy occasion. None of this is to imply that all sport beyond fighting best exemplifies civil society. To be sure, one is likely to encounter more sledging at a soccer match than at the average dinner party. But for better or worse, combat sports embrace verbal aggression in a way that others don’t.
“Sports vary greatly on a continuum from passive and ‘gentlemanly’ to more aggressive,” argues Dr. Chris Stankovich, founder of Advanced Human Performance Systems and expert in the field of sports culture. “Using this model as a reference point, it would seem that developing a verbally aggressive attitude wouldn’t help the more passive sports. In fact, you could argue the adrenaline rush would actually be counter-productive to focus, composure, and would dramatically disrupt fine motor skill movement.”
“A championship-caliber chess player wouldn’t help his game by verbally taunting his opponent, and could actually end up performing below his abilities by doing so, as he would likely lose the cognitive abilities needed to be successful by staying calm and strategically thinking through situations.”
Even in stereotypically “masculine” sports like Basketball and Football, verbal aggression outside the competitive arena is more the exception than the rule. No matter how nasty interactions on the court or field can get, there is at least the pretence of civility when players engage publicly. In contrast, combat sports like boxing and MMA are peculiar in the way their athletes verbally spar in full view of the media.
This perhaps isn’t surprising given that violence is inherently uncivil. One could even argue, as Nick Diaz recently did while being interviewed about his four-year suspension, that combat sports are in fact nothing of the sort:
I can’t even go – my brother has a fight coming up; are you going to tell me I can’t even go corner my brother when he goes in? This isn’t a sport, this is war; this is warfare. This is a war game. He’s going in there to fight for his life and I can’t even go stand next to him?
It’s not difficult to see Diaz’s point. To some, classifying fighting as sport must seem like an effort to civilize behavior society would otherwise denounce as barbaric. Even sanctioned, consensual violence at times feels like an anomaly within civil society. Conceptually, it straddles the line between sport and spectacle. In practice, what it produces can fall some distance either side of that line. Of course, there are some rather obvious differences between combat sports and real-world violence, yet we do seem to recognize that fighting, even when sanitized for mass consumption, is primal in a way that other sports can never be. This may partly explain our casual acceptance of otherwise egregious behavior.
The seemingly rampant egomania in combat sports is another element of verbal aggression we don’t tend to see elsewhere. Unlike most athletes, fighters are comfortable expressing a kind of self-reverence that would be seen as almost pathological in most settings. Imagine your friend suddenly developed and displayed a caricaturish ego of this sort. Absent the requisite charm to complement his newfound swagger, chances are he would soon find it exceedingly difficult to get in contact with you.
The truth is most of us are socialized to suppress our ego. The value society places on humility means there is probably no accomplishment that would allow us to tolerate the conceit expressed by personalities like Floyd Mayweather and Adrian Broner. If the individual who discovers the cure for cancer decides to wax poetic about her talents like science’s answer to Muhammad Ali, we will be thoroughly confused. We might even be offended by such brazen immodesty. But when a fighter stiffens his opponent and articulates a level of narcissism ordinarily reserved for comic book villains and WWE heels, this appears perfectly normal to us. Our intuitions, it seems, aren’t particularly well calibrated in this context.
One variable that might help explain this fact about combat sports is the relatively light schedule of its elite competitors. UFC fighters are sometimes lucky if they get to compete three times per year. Consider the vast difference between this and the competitive itinerary of tennis players. Kelsey Anderson, the wife of tennis pro Kevin Anderson, recently published a piece in which she discussed some facts of life on the ATP tour:
Can I let you in on a little secret?
Tennis players are a bunch of ‘losers.’ It might sound harsh, but it’s true; most tennis players suffer a loss nearly every competitive week of their career. In every tennis competition there is only one victor. Just one man will hold up the trophy at the end of each tournament, while the rest of the field will suffer a defeat.
I was discussing this exact phenomenon a few years ago with tennis legend Wayne Ferreira at the Australian Open, when he told me something poignant that really resonated with me.
He said, ‘Look, I’ve had what most would consider a very long and successful tennis career. And guess what, the total number of weeks in my career where I didn’t lose a single match? Only 15.
It’s hard to imagine fighters, especially at the top level, being able to relate to such an ego-shattering schedule. While off-days at the gym are surely common, fighters rarely taste defeat when it matters most — though the psychological cost is more severe. It’s difficult to unfetter one’s ego when professional loss is an almost-weekly reality. The existence of a character like “Money” Mayweather within the culture of tennis could only ever be a Chael Sonnen-esque piece of performance art.
To that point, there is undoubtedly a certain amount of bluster mixed in with the ego. Whether the boastful proclamations of combat sports athletes are genuine might be less important than their apparent utility—over and above self-promotion. Though counter-intuitive, a certain amount of self-deception can help preserve one’s sense of self-efficacy. This is never more apparent than when a fighter rattles off a series of excuses to explain away a loss. Likewise, when combat sports athletes trash talk and/or offer an exaggerated account of their abilities, there is often a little psychological sophistry at work.
“I expect most athletes who engage in this behavior are firstly trying to convince themselves,” argues Dr. Stankovich. “We have an abundance of research that tells us the greater the self-efficacy, the better the athlete will perform. [Verbal aggression] can work via the placebo effect, and in other cases some fighters do it as a self-fulfilling prophecy.”
“I think in combat sports it’s the norm for men and women to do everything they can to have their adrenaline at its highest level. An adrenaline rush can be a very good thing, as it tends to compensate — and mask — for nerves and anxiety. One way of doing this is through self-talk and/or shifting the adrenaline toward the opponent. In both cases the focus is turned away from internal worries about not succeeding and toward what the athlete is going to actually ‘do’ to the opponent.”
“It is important to note that our minds can only focus on one thought at a time, so if a fighter focuses on verbally intimidating an opponent it makes it virtually impossible for him to simultaneously think about his own worries and insecurities. Perhaps this reality is the single biggest reason why verbal aggression could prove to be useful for some fighters.”
One’s sense of self-efficacy doesn’t exist in a vacuum, though. How the opponent behaves can significantly alter one’s own mental state. Indeed, there can be something of an inverse relationship between the self-efficacy of two competing fighters, as undermining the opponent’s state of mind can also have the effect of elevating one’s own psychological well-being. Ali is the most celebrated purveyor of this style of mental gamesmanship. He was at times capable of winning fights weeks or months prior to even laying a glove on his foe.
“[Verbal aggression] can also be an effort to get inside the head of the opposing athlete,” Dr. Stankovich continues. “The dynamic that often develops from that is the opponent is no longer fighting to win, but instead fighting to avoid losing. A fighter could help his own self-confidence by using verbal aggression, as it provides both a form of intimidation toward the opponent and a method for ‘draining out’ his own thoughts of insecurity heading into the fight, meaning he could actually fool himself into more confident way of thinking, which would squash out the thoughts of insecurity.”
Despite its psychological benefits within the context of fighting, is verbal aggression ultimately a good thing for combat sports? Boxing is deeply entrenched in popular culture, so how it is perceived by the public is largely fixed. On the other hand, MMA is a relatively young sport that hasn’t yet fully shed a legacy of perceived barbarism. Would a dash of civility aid the sport’s battle for legitimacy? Perhaps, but it would almost certainly be insincere. While a roster full of personalities like Brian Stann and Randy Couture might sound appealing, seeing that reality in such a violent context would look like an episode of The Twilight Zone. Fighting as a category of sport is an oddity, so maybe it’s only right that many of its participants conduct themselves accordingly.
With that said, the sea of trash talk and braggadocio in combat sports doesn’t mean there is an absence of personal and professional respect. As we witnessed in the aftermath of UFC 192’s main event between Daniel Cormier and Alexander Gustafsson, there is no shortage of warmth and sentiment in fighting. Would we really trade such moving displays of sportsmanship for a pre-fight pantomime of false modesty and social propriety?
The UFC’s exhausting schedule continues this weekend with UFC 190 in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The card is far from stacked, but the opportunity to witness Ronda Rousey in action is always welcome. The UFC women’s bantamweight champion will t…
The UFC’s exhausting schedule continues this weekend with UFC 190 in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The card is far from stacked, but the opportunity to witness Ronda Rousey in action is always welcome. The UFC women’s bantamweight champion will take on Bethe Correia in the challenger’s home country. It’s a contest that—depending on how cynical you are toward such narratives—is extremely personal for Rousey.
Before the women collide in the main event, we can look forward to Mauricio “Shogun” Rua taking on Antonio Rogerio Nogueira, Stefan Struve vs. Antonio Rodrigo Nogueira, Claudia Gadelha vs. Jessica Aguilar in the latter’s UFC debut, and much more besides.
As always, Bleacher Report MMA’s team of malfunctioning precogs is on hand to offer their thoughts on the weekend’s main card. Read on for the views of Scott Harris, Riley Kontek, Sean Smith, Craig Amos and yours truly, James MacDonald.
There is something special about European UFC events. They reliably forge enduring memories for those in attendance, and the UFC’s debut in Scotland did a wonderful job of maintaining that trend. Indeed, there were moments during UFC Fight Night …
There is something special about European UFC events. They reliably forge enduring memories for those in attendance, and the UFC’s debut in Scotland did a wonderful job of maintaining that trend. Indeed, there were moments during UFC Fight Night 72 that shook the SSE Hydro arena.
As one would expect, the night’s biggest pops were reserved for the Scots. However, the English and Irish fighters were greeted with warmth and enthusiasm from the Glasgow crowd.
There was an abundance of Celtic solidarity for Ireland’s Paddy Holohan and Joseph Duffy. The pantomime rivalry between England and Scotland is often overstated, so the audience’s obvious affection for Michael Bisping and Ross Pearson was enough to melt this cold, black heart o’ mine.
The night undoubtedly belonged to the home fighters, though. From the moment Robert Whiteford slept Paul Redmond and dove into the adoring Glasgow crowd, à la Jose Aldo, the UFC was onto a winner. The decibel level and the endearingly expletive-laden chants—none of which would survive the scrutiny of content standards—only grew from there.
The crowd’s response to Stevie Ray’s first-round KO of Leonardo Mafra threatened to turn the SSE Hydro into an outdoor venue. And by the time Joanne Calderwood had gutted her way past Cortney Casey-Sanchez in the fight of the night, comparisons to UFC Dublin were almost inevitable.
Though it does pain me to concede this, the UFC’s debut in Scotland didn’t quite hit those heights. Of course, that’s nothing to be ashamed of. We’ll be waiting quite a while before Dublin’s atmosphere is surpassed.
Then again, Scotland doesn’t boast a transcendent figure like ConorMcGregor. Neither the event nor its participants rode that kind of fanfare in the build-up. Instead, Scotland showcased talented fighters with typically introverted personalities and still managed to produce something remarkable.
What is it that makes these European events so special? There is no single factor, but the fans’ passion is the tide that lifts all boats. Even when stakes are almost entirely provincial, the emotional investment of the crowd provides meaning and engages the neutral observer. It galvanizes the home fighters and inspires defiance in the visitors.
The outcome and quality of the fights are obviously crucial. No amount of patriotism will survive an evening of lay ‘n’ prays, nor will it weather repeated visions of local talent getting starched. All of these elements must combine to produce something memorable, and the UFC is adept at creating its own luck in that regard.
These cards also benefit from the novelty factor. They are few and far between, which instantly grants them additional value. Moreover, an explicitly nationalistic narrative isn’t required in order to generate passionate home support, which isn’t necessarily true for US audiences.
In smaller countries like Scotland and Ireland, special athletes are a rare breed. We cling to their successes and squeeze every drop of patriotic joy out of them right up until they retire. Even then, we’ll patiently subsist on past successes until we can hang our nation’s hat on someone new.
This scarcity means Scotland has never had the opportunity to take its sporting heroes for granted, which was made obvious from the crowd’s response on Saturday. There were no Anderson Silvas or Georges St-Pierres draped in the Saltire. We have a few good fighters with the potential to do something more, and sometimes that’s all a small nation needs to get invested.
The Scottish fans did themselves proud. And if there’s any justice, they will be rewarded with another visit from the sport’s premier organization in the very near future. Who knows? A regular spot on the UFC calendar might not be out of question, either.
UFC 189 was an exhibition of mixed martial arts at its absolute summit. It was an event that elevated the sport. But amongst the undeniable beauty of the violence was a sobering reminder of the sport’s cost, as we watched Rory MacDonald struggle …
UFC 189 was an exhibition of mixed martial arts at its absolute summit. It was an event that elevated the sport. But amongst the undeniable beauty of the violence was a sobering reminder of the sport’s cost, as we watched Rory MacDonald struggle to remain conscious after enduring a harrowing beating at the hands of Robbie Lawler.
Most of us were too busy picking our jaws up off the floor to notice MacDonald’s plight in real time. Thereafter, our attention was fixed on the Lawler, whose triumphant demeanour and steady supply of adrenaline masked the physical toll the contest had taken on him.
After a tentative first round from both men, few would have anticipated the subsequent carnage. The action inside the cage built to its barbarous fifth round crescendo, when the Canadian crumpled to the canvas, his nose shattered and body broken, after absorbing one final left hand from the champion.
It’s easy to take for granted the job of a fighter. Watching so many fights has the undesired effect of desensitizing us to a sport that should demand hypersensitivity.
It pushes our expectations for these athletes far beyond what is reasonable, to the point that UFC president Dana White can claim on television that a 25-fight veteran like Steve Carl doesn’t have what it takes to be a fighter, or a fan sitting at a bar can berate a fighter for quitting on his stool.
We should celebrate the success of UFC 189, but we should also remember to never take these fighters for granted.
UFC 189 wasn’t just a triumph for mixed martial arts. It was a triumph for combat sports as a whole. Everything delivered: the promotion, the presentation, the atmosphere and, most important of all, the quality of the fights. By the time Conor Mc…
UFC 189 wasn’t just a triumph for mixed martial arts. It was a triumph for combat sports as a whole. Everything delivered: the promotion, the presentation, the atmosphere and, most important of all, the quality of the fights. By the time Conor McGregor and Chad Mendes had closed the show, there was little doubt we had witnessed something special.
However, the MMA fanbase is unlike those of other sports. Our expectations tend to be a little steeper. Even when our sport surpasses all reasonable expectations, we are inclined to dig for the cloud beneath the silver lining—real or imagined. And UFC 189 was no exception to this custom.
The imaginary cloud on this occasion was Herb Dean’s stoppage in the main event, which some viewers judged to be premature (Warning: NSFW language):
Toward the end of the second round, McGregor connected with a straight left hand. Mendes, hurt and exhausted, dropped to his knees and turtled up against the cage. The Irishman followed up with four more right hands, prompting Dean to step in with three seconds remaining in the round.
Should the referee have taken the clock into consideration? We asked precisely that question 25 years ago, when Julio Cesar Chavez stopped Meldrick Taylor with two seconds remaining in the fight. Should Dean have given Mendes more of a chance irrespective of the clock?
Whatever side you come down on is largely irrelevant. I’m inclined to think the stoppage was a tad early, but a vocal minority didn’t stop at human error. They heard hoof beats and assumed unicorns. If you purchased stock in tin foil recently, you can probably retire after UFC 189. The hats were out in force, with all sorts of crackpot theories being posited.
Was the referee in Zuffa’s pocket? Did Mendes take a dive? After all, he didn’t protest the stoppage. Was he given the fight because Frankie Edgar couldn’t be bought off?
Exactly how mired in a pro wrestling mindset must one be in order to think that the above conclusions are not merely plausible but the most likely explanation for what occurred? Alex Jones would distance himself from these theories.
It seems some perspective is in order.
UFC 189 was arguably the most important card in the promotion’s history. The organisation invested an obscene amount of money in promoting the event, meaning the product was likely to attract more eyeballs than all but a handful of its previous pay-per-views. Having sought legitimacy for almost 15 years, the UFC chose this occasion to put the company and the sport at risk by bribing fighters/officials.
If this seems plausible, it might be time to invest in a critical thinking course.
It would be novel if we could just celebrate MMA on those rare occasions it reminds us why we love it. There is no shortage of storylines, narratives and talking points for us to pore over in the coming weeks. Must we try and undermine the sport’s legitimacy even as it is being elevated?
For all the complaints directed at the UFC—often justifiably so—did the promotion do anything to delegitimize the sport Saturday night? No, but a minority of the sport’s malcontents have earned that particular distinction.