UFC: Why Jose Aldo vs. Anthony Pettis Superfight Isn’t Super Just Yet

By most accounts, when Anthony Pettis defeated Benson Henderson to claim the lightweight title at UFC 164, the final puzzle piece fell into place for a “Superfight” with Jose Aldo.
The last time this fight was in the works, there was someth…

By most accounts, when Anthony Pettis defeated Benson Henderson to claim the lightweight title at UFC 164, the final puzzle piece fell into place for a “Superfight” with Jose Aldo.

The last time this fight was in the works, there was something missing: a second title belt.

Now, Pettis has the lightweight belt, and his calling out of Aldo seemed to be exactly what every Superfight fan has been waiting for.

After all, without another belt on the line, a fight between Aldo and Pettis would be nothing more than just another title fight. But in his willingness to bring the lightweight title into the mix, Pettis isn’t just a challenger, he’s a champion wanting to face another champion.

Obviously, from a purely technical standpoint, a bout between Aldo and Pettis makes the mouth water.

Both fighters are young, explosive and love to stand and trade—and they are both damn good at the standing and trading.

In addition, both men are on the same kind of recovery timetable. Aldo broke his foot against Chan Sung Jung earlier this month and Pettis suffered a knee injury in his title winning effort against Henderson.

Many may rightly say that the time is now to make this Superfight happen, given all these reasons.

They think that after both men recover, the fight should be booked before random probability rears its ugly head and throws a monkey wrench into the whole damn thing.

And they have some good reasons to think this.

After all, a Superfight is all about timing. The longer a fight sits needlessly on the shelf, the quicker it looses its luster.

Important fights need to happen when both fighters are near their peaks, and right now, Aldo and Pettis are both in their prime. Both Aldo and Pettis are 26 years old, both are champions and both have the kind of exciting styles that are damn near guaranteed to bring some veritable fireworks.

But there is a bit more that needs to happen before this fight becomes a “Superfight.”

In his victory at UFC 164, Pettis was a headliner under the UFC banner for the very first time and he made the most of it. He dispatched Henderson inside of the first round, and therein we find part of the problem: he was on stage less than five minutes.

The majority of the viewing populace—the ones that buy the pay-per-views in the numbers required to make a fight a “Superfight”—don’t know Pettis well enough just yet.

Aldo, for his part, has been in the headliner slot four times in the UFC, but only two of those bouts were in America; decision wins against Kenny Florian and Frankie Edgar.

Both men are far greater than their limited popularity would indicate. But they need more exposure, in a big way.

In the early part of their careers, Sugar Ray Leonard and Tommy Hearns almost met before their bout in 1981.

Both men were clearly head and shoulders above all the rest, but Leonard’s trainer, Angelo Dundee, knew the time wasn’t right. He knew a fight between Leonard and Hearns could be huge, but only after both men endeared the hearts of fight fans on a broader scale.

When Georges St-Pierre met BJ Penn for the second time, both fighters were well known.

St-Pierre had been in the headlining position for five UFC events before he tangled with Penn the second time and had fought a total of 13 times before in the UFC. Penn had headlined five UFC events as well (13 total for the UFC) in addition to being a coach on The Ultimate Fighter, season five.

It may sound as if I am dismissing this bout for cosmetic reasons, but I am not. In fact, no true fan of the sport that follows it with any dedication would dismiss such a great fight.

But everyone else just might, and that would be a tragedy.

Very rarely does the sport of MMA come close to offering the viewing public the kind of bout that boxing has been able to do in the past.

Barrera vs. Morales, Leonard vs. Hearns—these were bouts that had to be made because of the greatness of the men involved. MMA has never really seen this with any kind of consistency. In a sport where there are so many ways to loose, when a natural barn burner of a bout arises, by way of due process, one of the fighters usually gets knocked off by someone unexpected.

But maybe that’s the way it should be, because a bout between Aldo and Pettis would be an incredible fight, but it wouldn’t be a Superfight—not yet.

But it shouldn’t take that long, either.

Two more successful title defenses for each man, in Vegas, would do very well toward selling the virtue of their eventual confrontation. One of the things about Superfights is that they are a kind of wish fulfillment. Fans watch great fighters who seem to have no peer, and they begin to talk: “Wouldn’t it be great if that Aldo fella could tangle with that Pettis kid?”

“Yeah, partner, it would. It would be super.”

You can’t force it down their throats; boxing has been doing that very thing for a long time, and the fans can tell the difference.

They know they never got the fight they really wanted—Mayweather vs. Pacquiao—but they’ll take what they can because what is a boxing fan to do?

In order for Aldo and Pettis to get the recognition their fight (or fights, hopefully a trilogy if the gods are kind) deserves, the fans have to be talking about it and daydreaming about it before it becomes a reality.

Superfights aren’t a matter of sleight of hand and snake oil salesmanship; they’re waking up to Christmas morning dreams come true.

But just as Christmas is only Christmas because everyone knows the date, a Superfight is only as good as the names involved; so much so that the virtue of such high violence sells itself.

Perhaps another way to get such a bout the attention it needs is to expose the masses to both of these fine fighters during a season of The Ultimate Fighter.

It may seem fabricated, but if there is anyone who could use the show to get under the skin of Aldo, it’s the ultra-confident and proud Pettis, and a little bad blood isn’t a bad thing in the fight game.

Of course, at times like these we are reminded of the question of a tree falling in the woods. Does it make a sound when it comes crashing down if there is no one there to hear it?

While I cannot prove a positive or a negative, I can say with certainty that a fight between Aldo and Pettis must not suffer such limitations. It’s a fight that needs to be seen and heard by everyone who loves great fights.

 

 

 

 

 

                                                                                                           

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MMA: Where Would MMA Be Without Dana White?

When Zuffa took over the reins of the UFC, way back in 2001, we were first introduced to Dana White. He would become the most aggressive advocate for the company and the sport; that came later.Back then, he seemed like a man with ideas and dreams for t…

When Zuffa took over the reins of the UFC, way back in 2001, we were first introduced to Dana White. He would become the most aggressive advocate for the company and the sport; that came later.

Back then, he seemed like a man with ideas and dreams for the sporta man with hope.

But with every event and crisis that passed (and there were many), we saw him stripped down to core. He was a stranger in a strange land, fighting for something he believed in, pure and simple.

Now, approximately 12 years later, while White doesn’t look like a stranger anymore, he still very much looks like a man in a fight.

The amount of things White has accomplished in a short time is staggering, honestly. True, he didn’t accomplish them alone; he had a great deal of help from his bosses (Frank and Lorenzo Fertitta), fans and the fighters, but most of his accomplishments happened in back rooms and board rooms, far beyond the eyes and ears of the fans.

When Zuffa purchased the UFC, the sport was essentially in the closet, in the dark. It was held in very low opinion by the political machine in America, and the amount of negative association that clung to MMA like dirt was shocking. It wasn’t a matter of the sport being unknown, it was a matter of the sport being infamous with almost all who did know it.

The sport should not have survived because to everyone who mattered (those with influence and power) it wasn’t a sport at all. No one wanted to be within shouting distance of White and his “product,” let alone in business with him. He was “persona non grata” in the full extent of the term, and in the world of fight promotion, no one does it alone.

And somehow, some way, he managed to get it done, one hour at a time.

Much of this is based on his true understanding of how MMA should look as a sport. He knew it would never be considered a true sport without regulation, without rules and divisions, so he set about to make it all happen, come hell or high water.

I have a hard time imagining how hard it must be to knock on a door once, only to have it opened and then slammed in my face. I can’t imagine knocking on that door and having the experience repeated again and again. But that is what White went through in order to get the UFC to where it is today, and that takes two things above all else: faith and passion.

Now, years later, White has taken on the dimensions of a kind of star himself; he is the most popular promoter in combative sport history. While promoters like Don King and Bob Arum are no doubt known on a wider scale, they are not beloved like White is.

And all the while, he spreads the religion, albeit with a fury that is at times misguided or misdirected. It is then that we find White taking the most criticism, and rightly so.

After he decided to cancel UFC 151, he quickly attacked one of his brightest stars in Jon Jones, blaming the fighter for the cancellation of a poorly constructed card, according to Shaun Al-Shatti of MMAFighting.com.

And many of the fans ate it up.

White is probably one of the most powerful figures in all of MMA; when he says something, many take it as gospel. Jones suddenly had to shoulder the blame for a card that could not withstand even a single cancellation in the roster; a true testimony to the power White wields.

Thus the question becomes: What is White, really?

Most promoters in combative sport don’t attack the fighters that work for them, especially in public. They take care of their dirty laundry in private, presenting the appearance of a strong relationship with their fighters. They do this so rival promoters don’t try to poach from their stable of talent.

White doesn’t have to do that since the UFC is the biggest show in the sport; he can lash out freely and often does.

But he is also about the business of promoting the UFC, there can be no doubt. He defends the company with a passion that boarders on prejudice, and he takes any slight personally. His “Scorched earth” policy toward anyone who defies him (or what he believes to be in the company’s best interests) is well documented. Fighters like Tito Ortiz, Ken Shamrock, Frank Shamrock, Quinton “Rampage” Jackson, Randy Couture and BJ Penn have all been in conflict with White at one time or another.

 

In his autobiography, Why I Fight, Penn gives a detailed accounting of the events that led to his split with the company after Penn defeated Matt Hughes to become the new welterweight champion at UFC 46.

K-1 was offering me $187,500 per fight—five times what the UFC was offering—and I was willing to stay with them for one-third of that amount. This was when the relationship took a turn for the worse, and my view of White changed drastically.

Penn then went on to describe how White reacted to his decision to fight in Japan.

When it was finally official I was going to fight in Japan, White called me up and told me his true feelings. “You motherf*#ker! You’re f*#king done! You’ll never fight in the UFC again! You’re finished. You’re scorched earth, motherf*#ker.”

This is not meant to illustrate how fair or unfair White is, for that is relative to each and every unique situation. But it does show how quickly White is willing to attack anyone he believes is threatening the UFC.

Of course, it is easy for a writer like me or any number of fans or critics to sit back and make note of the times White stumbled or swung a lead pipe when he should have been offering the peace pipe. He’s a man in constant motion; those who never slow down often aren’t in the practice of exercising restraint.

Perhaps the last time he was standing still he ended up watching one of his biggest stars, Tito Ortiz, take what little momentum the company had gathered after UFC 40 and walk away with it.

So, White sat and played the waiting game while trying to get Ortiz to fight Chuck Liddell, which was the natural next-fight for Ortiz. It had meaning and was the honest-to-God result of due process.

Ortiz declared that the money wasn’t enough to fight Liddell; and given that Penn left shortly thereafter, it could be right. Questions of money are always relative (no doubt White thinks Ortiz was being given more than enough where Ortiz did not), but on that occasion, the results were significant: the light heavyweight belt was held hostage.

That had to be a difficult situation for White to deal with. Not only was it an open show of defiance at the wrong time, but it also could have been very detrimental to the sport.

Let’s be honest, White makes an appealing target for many who need to point the finger at someone, especially when you consider how often he acts as if might really does make right. But if anything, his offense-as-the-best-defense policy is far better than being indecisive.

 

As often as I have taken exception to some of White’s actions and policies (blaming the cancellation of UFC 151 on Jones, fighter pay, the UFC Hall of Fame and the Sponsor tax), the simple fact is White is a human being who lets his passions rule his mind, more often for the better and not the worse.

Yes, the man makes mistakes, but he’s not in a business that is kind to the kind or the passive.

The most angelic and magnanimous version of Dana White could not solve all the problems that come with being a fight promoter, because no one can please everyone all the time. As long as there is any advantage to be had, there will be someone who takes advantage.

And to be blunt, a kinder, gentler version of White could not have saved the UFC from extinction. That was the end that justified the means by which White learned to conduct business.

Of course, when a man is in the business of promoting fights, this means conflict with the fighters from time to time. Sometimes we forget that. Especially when we see him laughing and flying from one country to another, damn near always smiling. For anyone to even look like they are having that much fun, we tend to assume that they’re really only about the business of serving themselves.

For those who think he cares only about himself and his bank account, watch his reaction to the fight between Matt Brown and Pete Sell. Brown was landing brutal punches, seemingly at will, and Sell was taking a savage beating. White wasn’t sitting there, laughing and stuffing his mouth with Doritos; he was pounding on the ring apron, screaming for the bout to be stopped.

That wasn’t Dana White the promoter we saw; that was Dana White the fight fan. This example is one of many that shows he is not just the sum total of his war-like persona, he is also a fan.

And that is why MMA needed him so badly.      

It took a fan with faith in the sport to get it out of the shadows and into the light. Nothing else would have succeeded because MMA was not wanted by the powers that be in the sporting/pay-per-view world. In a piece by CNBC TV, White summed up the situation perfectly.

“You can watch porn on pay-per-view. The UFC wasn’t allowed on pay-per-view. That’s how bad it was.” 

People like to pretend that if it weren’t for White, someone else would have come along and gotten the job done. While this appeals to the principal of averages, it is also unrealistic. Many other promoters in MMA have tried and failed, and that was after the sport had become legitimate thanks to the UFC.

White kept the UFC afloat, storm after storm, while the rest saw their promotions sink in calm water.

Yes, there is still a great many things for White to accomplish. One way or another, all the fighters need to make more money, and he’s probably going to have to find a way to bend if he wants to get New York to open it’s doors—the list goes on and on.

But we should be thankful that is the case. One of the reasons White never stands still is because he’s always looking to the future where others would be more than willing to find an easy seat and let it ride as is. That White is never satisfied means that the sport will continue to grow.

So, what is White, really? He’s a fan who became a promoter and a promoter who is still a fan, down to his bones. And for all his faults, if it weren’t for him, MMA would still be a sport clothed as a spectacle.

And it would still be in the dark.

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Why Pound-for-Pound Means so Much in MMA

During the 1950s, there was one fighter in the sport of boxing so incredible at all areas that the term “pound-for-pound” was created. It came to be simply because this boxer, Sugar Ray Robinson, was the perfect wrecking machine.
He was so …

During the 1950s, there was one fighter in the sport of boxing so incredible at all areas that the term “pound-for-pound” was created. It came to be simply because this boxer, Sugar Ray Robinson, was the perfect wrecking machine.

He was so damn good that fans and pundits were left with no choice but to compare him with other great boxers from other weight divisions. There were simply no other comparisons to be had. And once the comparisons began, the question arose: “Who would win if…”

If both men being considered could have their skills and abilities—the essence of all that makes them great—encapsulated in equal proportions.

Which would be more potent?

As it is for boxing, so it is for MMA. For all combative sports, pound-for-pound is simply the next question for fighters who dominate.

As men like Georges St-Pierre, Jon Jones and Jose Aldo continue their reign as champions, the pound-for-pound debate continues.

They’ve proven capable of dealing with nearly every style thrown at them; all that is left now is to measure them against each other.

Sounds dismissive of all the other fighters in their division, doesn’t it?

After all, not too long ago Anderson Silva was in the same position, only to get knocked out by Chris Weidman. Now, Silva looks all too human, and many doubt he will defeat Weidman in the rematch.

But it’s not dismissive, really; it’s just part of the whole pound-for-pound philosophy. When fighters dominate their divisions for so long or when they destroy great opposition with shocking ease, it’s only natural for fans to begin looking in all directions for any fighter who could give them pause.

It’s also a measuring stick of sorts and, to be honest, it engages the style vs. style debate at its highest degree.

Often I wonder who is honestly the better pound-for-pound fighter between Jones and Aldo. It’s highly doubtful they’ll ever meet, but both men represent the kind of skills and styles needed to defeat the other.

Oddly enough, the pound-for-pound question itself imposes a kind of equality that could never be found if Aldo and Jones did somehow fight. There is a bizarre fairness in the fiction that puts bigger men and smaller men on the same level, leaving only skill, style and their physical gifts proportionally represented.

But why is it so damn important?

One school of thought says this is because many pound-for-pound debates will never be answered by real competition. Jose Aldo will never face Jon Jones and, thus, fans will never really know the answer on a fundamental level. With that comes the attraction of mystery; sometimes it’s not the answer that drives us, but the question.

Another line of thinking says it’s because it inspires these peerless fighters. It makes them want to conquer their pound-for-pound rivals in the only way they can: by accomplishment.

Jose Aldo, for instance, has said he wants to hold every winning record in the sport.

“I’m not focusing on any particular record,” Aldo told Bleacher Report’s Damon Martin. “There’s many records—there’s Anderson’s (Silva) record, that’s a really, really hard record to chase and to break. In my mind, I’ll keep trying to break all the records I can, that’s my goal.”

And then he addressed the pound-for-pound question at hand.

“Of course, I keep looking to the pound-for-pound ranking, and when I see those guys I keep chasing to be the best. That’s my main goal. That’s what motivates me.”

To be honest, it is likely a combination of the two. The pound-for-pound ideal is important to both the fans and the fighters. As the fighters continue to strive to be the best, the fans are pulled deeper and deeper into the debate.

And if we have learned anything about the combative sports, it’s that they are all about answering one central question above all others.

Who really is the best?

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Theater of the Bizarre: Glorious Fights That Never Could Have Happened

Forget, if you can, that sad and limited group of considerations that say two fighters from different sports and weight classes can never meet in anger. Disregard the idea that says: “It would never happen because…”
This kind of thin…

Forget, if you can, that sad and limited group of considerations that say two fighters from different sports and weight classes can never meet in anger. Disregard the idea that says: “It would never happen because…”

This kind of thinking has no place in the Theater of the Bizarre.

Instead, let your imagination run wild. This is a stage where fights unfold due to the virtue of violence, and two bloody authors come together to do their worst to their opponent.

Of course, there is always at least one caveat per fight. Perhaps it is the size of the gloves or the duration of the rounds. Perhaps it is the number of rounds or the venue itself, but there is always one circumstance that prevails amid the chaos, if not more.

The bout in question this evening? The legendary Roberto Duran, rejuvenated and resurrected from his most glorious past, faces Nick Diaz. The action is called in typical play-by-play style. 

 

Roberto Duran vs. Nick Diaz

Caveat(s): Four-ounce gloves, 15 rounds, three minutes per round, no grappling on the ground, in the legendary IVC venue.

Advantages for Duran: Speed, punching power, footwork, rock solid chin and adaptability.

Advantages for Diaz: Endurance, reach advantage, size advantage, elbows, knees and kicks.

The Brazilian crowd is anxious for this bout as both men, each incredibly well known, pace around their corners like caged animals. The crowd is expecting violence, and given both men, they will be rewarded.

It’s a strange sight to see Roberto Duran wearing four-ounce gloves. He’s never taking his eyes of the taller, lankier Diaz, who is returning glare for glare.

The crowd seems stunned to see the Duran of old: the same man who defeated Sugar Ray Leonard and then Iran Barkley, at the age of 37. Perhaps it is the near-intimate setting here in Brazil. It’s a small ring, but this has the feel of a street fight taking place in a ring, not a professional prize fight.

Diaz is clearly the bigger man by about 20-plus pounds, but everyone who knows this version of Duran knows he will be the faster of the two. Both are aggressive and durable.

The referee calls them to the center of the ring to go over the rules. As neither Duran nor Diaz speak Portuguese, two translators interpret, but it might as well be Greek theatre as Duran and Diaz continue to talk trash. Neither man understands the insults that the other is spitting out.

Diaz flips Duran off with both hands, and this Duran does understand. He goes after Diaz as both men are pulled apart and pushed to their corners.

The bell is about to ring…

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15 MMA Fighters Who Took the Most Damage in Their Careers

If there is one tangible byproduct of a fighter’s career that will last far beyond glory, it is that of damage.
As fans, we grimace in empathy as our favorite fighters get caught with that blow that puts them on wobbly legs. It’s the cost o…

If there is one tangible byproduct of a fighter’s career that will last far beyond glory, it is that of damage.

As fans, we grimace in empathy as our favorite fighters get caught with that blow that puts them on wobbly legs. It’s the cost of living vicariously through men and women who engage in bloody combat.

Let’s make no mistake about it; professional prize fighting is nothing more than legalized assault. In that kind of situation, someone is going to get hurt, more often than not. Dana White may refer to a new fighter as “kid,” but there is no kidding around in MMA. This is a hurt sport, just like boxing.

Sometimes, given the impressive safety record of MMA, we forget that. We point our finger to the fatalities that occurred through the years in boxing, as if no MMA fighter will ever suffer the same fate.

Yet they already have. Granted, not on a big stage, but there have been eight deaths in MMA since the late 1990s. Obviously, these were at small shows, some of which were unsanctioned, but it’s there, like a wine stain on the table cloth.

But stain or no stain, people still gather around that table to eat, for lack of a better term, and sometimes they get hurt. Sometimes a certain few get hurt more than others for any number of reasons.

As we learn more and more about head/brain trauma in the combative sports, for every answer we seem to discover two more questions. One danger that seems to be finally getting the attention it deserves is that of SIS, or Second Impact Syndrome; a frightening situation that rarely passes without some tragic sign of its visit.

And yet, for every cautionary tale, a fighter like Wanderlei Silva—who by all accounts has taken enough damage for any 10 men—makes a kind of late career comeback that get’s people to thinking that maybe, just maybe, it’s a bunch of Poindexters with medical degrees trying to make tornadoes in a tea cup.

But it’s really not. We owe it to these incredible fighters to take some time to acknowledge what they endure for our pleasure and their own love of the sport.

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5 Improvements Alistair Overeem Needs to Make After Last Defeat

Ever since Alistair Overeem took a vacation from his senses in his stunning defeat against Antonio “Big Foot” Silva, I have been wondering: “Why?”
Obviously, he thought Silva was nothing but a slow-footed, limited fighter.
But w…

Ever since Alistair Overeem took a vacation from his senses in his stunning defeat against Antonio “Big Foot” Silva, I have been wondering: “Why?”

Obviously, he thought Silva was nothing but a slow-footed, limited fighter.

But with a title shot on the line, why would anyone assume his victory was a forgone conclusion? Overeem’s perfunctory performance in the cage that night was nothing more than sheer arrogance. Ducking your head and bobbing and weaving only work when you make your opponent pay for missing, and Overeem didn’t do that.

Instead, Overeem seemed content to try to do his best Pernell Whitaker impression, and as we all saw, he’s no “Sweet Pea.” He was entertaining himself instead of trying to win the fight.

His bout against Silva was very winnable for him. But in that fight, watching him was like watching the New York Yankees warming up their third-string players. That’s something you just can’t afford to do against a big, powerful heavyweight.

Why would a fighter with so many weapons decide to put them aside in such an important fight?

All his previous titles are yesterday’s news. They mean little if he’s not going to choose the best tools from his considerable toolbox and put them to use.

The time for tall talk is over. From here on out, until he wins a title (and his post-fight drug test comes back clean), he’s a fighter with a 1–1 record in the UFC. His loss says more about him in the eye of the public than his victory over Brock Lesnar. That’s what happens when you lose on the biggest stage in the sport.

If Overeem wants to get that belt, he has to take one fight at a time, and he needs to make some obvious changes…  

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