Tito Ortiz deserved this.
The spotlight, the pageantry, the praise.
MMA doesn’t usually work out that way. The ending is usually cold and ugly and depressing. Just ask BJ Penn. Even the pioneers get booted out rather than feted.&…
MMA doesn’t usually work out that way. The ending is usually cold and ugly and depressing. Just ask BJ Penn. Even the pioneers get booted out rather than feted.
On a few rare occasions, though, the clouds part and the MMA gods smile down, and one of the trailblazers is allowed to ascend to Valhalla happy.
Saturday was one of those nights, with Ortiz headlining Bellator 170 before family and friends just a few miles up the road from the place his legend was born and able to celebrate with them on the last night of his fighting life.
“This is how a person’s career should end, on top of the world,” Ortiz said in the post-fight press conference after choking out Chael Sonnen.
It was an ending that, for a long stretch of time, seemed unlikely ever to happen.
For a big portion of the last decade, Ortiz has been used as a punchline for any host of reasons. His long stretch of futility (he won just once between 2006 and 2012), his verbal gaffes (not hard to find), his ongoing, one-sided feud with Dana White and the UFC.
It was the last of those things that unfairly painted Ortiz in the most unflattering light, as though he were greedy for fighting for every dollar he felt he was worth.
This started around the time that White largely controlled the narratives in the media. His sheer force of personality and omnipresence made his declarations seem to many like law, no matter how outlandish.
In reality, Ortiz had as strong a case as anybody to push the salary bell curve upward past any level it had ever seen. Even then, he was one of the most important figures in mixed martial arts history. His ability to get an audience invested in his fights was something of a breakthrough in the early days of the sport, when the UFC’s promoters struggled to pull attention to their spectacles.
He broke television ratings records, he pulled in pay-per-view audiences and he drew money. He became the bellwether of an entire division, then the building block for an entire promotion.
For his efforts, he was often disparaged, particularly after he fell out of favor with UFC management for the cardinal sin of fighting for a larger share of the financial pie. Remember when the UFC produced a 90-minute special on a proposed boxing match between White and Ortiz that he pulled out of after they refused to compensate him for it?
In the UFC, disrespect might as well have been part of his contract terms. Purse, win bonus, diss track.
And too many people laughed along.
This was different. Maybe because he announced he would be hanging up his gloves after the match, the fight world came out to embrace him.
Just as importantly for Ortiz, the promotion embraced him.
When Ortiz talks about his UFC roots, you sense there remains lingering hurt for the way he was thrown away. On Saturday, Bellator celebrated him. They presented his retirement fight with a video package. They allowed him to walk out to the cage with his teenage son, Jacob. They treated him in a way commensurate with all he had given the sport.
“I’ve been respected the right way,” Ortiz said in the post-fight presser. “I want to thank everybody at Bellator, at Spike. This is the way it should have been when I left the UFC. But everything happens for a reason, the ups and the downs. If it did happen at UFC, this wouldn’t have happened.”
His happiness came across as genuine, allowing fans to turn the corner on a fight buildup that felt a bit manufactured.
Almost to the end, Ortiz refused to step away from his character. All the prerequisites were there: the sneering intensity, the outrage, the personal vendetta. Was it real? Developed? Contrived? With him, no one could ever say for sure.
As a going-away present, he got the one man on the Bellator roster who would not just play along but take things further than they probably should go.
A million years ago…or in another life…or before they became professional fighters, Ortiz and Sonnen competed in an amateur wrestling match. The 44-second encounter won by Sonnen—recently dug out of the archives by FloWrestling—was supposedly the fuel for the fire these two were trying to create.
As a pure MMA bout, the match had almost no stakes. Sonnen was competing after more than three years away, much of it spent serving a two-year suspension for using performance-enhancing drugs. He’s pushing 40 and, on top of it, had lost three of four before his extended absence.
Ortiz’s break hadn’t been quite as long, but it had been over a year since he competed, losing to Liam McGeary in a bid to earn the Bellator Light Heavyweight Championship.
As it turned out, that backstory was mostly unnecessary, except for Ortiz, who swore up, down and sideways that he used it to push him forward in camp.
He couldn’t lose his swansong, not to a guy who beat him in college and who later usurped his trash-talk throne.
And he didn’t. Twenty years after he started, Ortiz has finally stopped.
Maybe with hindsight, Ortiz will get his fair due. He may not have won every fight, he may have had his battles with management and he may have been polarizing. But after all this time, things come into view a bit clearer.
He made fights fun. He warned everyone of the fighter unrest to come. He pulled in money and interest. He did everything you would want from a star. On Saturday, Ortiz took his final bow, and like a great showman, he made us recognize all that came before it.
The first time BJ Penn openly discussed retirement was more than five years ago. He slipped away to his warm Hawaiian paradise and contemplated life and decided that no, he preferred the raw and unforgiving UFC Octagon. That he had a little bit more to…
The first time BJ Penn openly discussed retirement was more than five years ago. He slipped away to his warm Hawaiian paradise and contemplated life and decided that no, he preferred the raw and unforgiving UFC Octagon. That he had a little bit more to give. That he had to just scrap until there was no scrap left in him.
Then he returned, and the fight game tried to take away whatever was left. It’s cruel like that, clawing away at legends and journeyman alike until there is just an empty shell remaining, the same frame but with none of the spark, the engine, the firepower.
So when Penn came back again on Sunday night, the expectations of the fight world were teetering between unease and straight-on depression.
He couldn’t win, not against a 24-year-old phenom, not against a flashy and fast striker who had yet to lose in the UFC Octagon. It was more a question of whether he could leave with his dignity intact.
But MMA is not a sport like that. If it doesn’t grind you up on the way in, it will get you on the way out.
Penn’s exit should be complete. One of these days, this retirement thing will stick for good. But even if’s not official, there was a finality to what happened at UFC Fight Night 103 that cannot be ignored: BJ Penn is done.
The end came with an exclamation point, with Yair Rodriguez making sure that Penn would not leave the cage with any renewed hope or anything at all resembling contentment.
Offensively, the young featherweight is often a risk-taker and often brilliant. When he can meld the two characteristics together and find balance, he is at his best. And he was at his best on Sunday, battering Penn from the outside with high kicks and authoring cunning combinations that left the legend unsure of what exactly he should be defending.
The difference between them was unnerving. Penn, once known for fast hands, seemed stuck in neutral while Rodriguez sped around throwing blinding shots that mostly went unanswered.
The gulf was wide enough that judge Derek Cleary scored the first round a 10-8 without Rodriguez even needing a knockdown.
That would come later, almost as soon as the second got underway, when, according to FightMetric’s Michael Carroll, he became the first man ever to put Penn on the mat with a strike, with his front kick/right cross putting Penn on the mat and leading to the finish.
In typical Penn style, he wouldn’t go out even though he should have. He covered up and moved, and referee John McCarthy couldn’t quite pull the trigger on stopping the fight, even when it was obviously over. In that way, the warrior mentality followed Penn to the end, too tough to surrender an unwinnable fight.
There has just been too much of that at the end of his career. According to FightMetric, Penn has been outlanded 828-275 over his last five fights, encapsulating all of the bouts he’s competed in since last authoring victory.
It has been a long time. The last time Penn won a fight in the UFC (November 2010), the UFC had yet to sign its landmark seven-year television deal with FOX, Conor McGregor was just five fights into his pro career and was collecting social welfare to make ends meet and Jon Jones was still months away from beginning his UFC light heavyweight title reign.
This Penn “streak” isn’t a streak. That implies it can be turned around or wiped away. He’s 38 years old. Time has robbed him of many of the natural advantages he held over the fight game, and evolution has made sure he can’t make up the lost ground.
And that’s how we end up here, a legend thrown to the side for the next big thing.
Sad thing is, we have to hand Penn his share of the blame. His most recent fight was a disaster. Out of retirement to face Frankie Edgar, Penn came out in an awkward, upright stance unlike any he’d used in his career. Fighting as uncomfortably as he looked, Penn couldn’t mount any effective offense or do a thing to stop his opponent. The fight quickly turned into a rout, with Edgar winning via a third-round technical knockout.
It should have been the end.
But he couldn’t accept it.To him, to every legend, there must always be a reason for a loss that can be addressed and corrected.
You can see how he might trick himself into believing it. If he could win win two championships, if he could earn his jiu-jitsu black belt in three-and-a-half years, if he could fight at any division, if he could change the game…well, why not?
Greatness, after all, isn’t achieved by believing in limitations.
So why not? Sunday night was why not. Chins expire. Bodies slow. Skills begin to rust. It’s all so cruel.
And then there is the other side. The youth. The promise. The personification of momentum. Unbeaten in the UFC and full of flash, Rodriguez had grown enough interest that the pairing with Penn made it seem like the matchup was the UFC’s way of forcing Penn into a reckoning.
Here, BJ. The end looks like this.
Like a front kick and a straight cross that you never saw coming—or that you did see but couldn’t avoid. It looks like flashes and spins. It looks like something you used to look like.
The fight game starts hard and ends harder. This is an almost universal truth. Five years after he realized he might be done, Penn should know for sure now.
His legacy won’t be left in numbers. These final losses made sure of that. If you need to analyze his record, you didn’t see him at his best. And if you saw him at his best, you wouldn’t need to analyze his record. Penn was great. Penn was game. And to the end, Penn refused to stop taking on challenges that appeared unconquerable because…because just scrap. That’s why.
And if he can take solace in something other than his achievements, it’s that his refusal to surrender was the one trait that never left him.
Finally, the hysterical takes regarding the rise and fall of a certain UFC gender-barrier breaker have begun to subside. It took more than a week for professional hot-air machines to target the next cash-cow controversy and leave the rest of the fight …
Finally, the hysterical takes regarding the rise and fall of a certain UFC gender-barrier breaker have begun to subside. It took more than a week for professional hot-air machines to target the next cash-cow controversy and leave the rest of the fight game to its quiet corner of the world.
Now, everything starts anew.
While Amanda Nunes stands as the biggest beneficiary of the final 48 seconds of the UFC’s 2016 schedule, at least financially—she got a piece of that sweet UFC 207 pay-per-view money—the UFC has yet to figure out a way to effectively market her. Instead, there is another women’s star that stands to gain the most market share and upgrade her position in the rapidly changing pecking order: Holly Holm.
Given her brutally difficult 2016, the opportunity arrives as a gift.
The woman who first shattered Ronda Rousey’s aura followed that resume-pumping accomplishment by seemingly losing all of the momentum she’d gained. In her first attempt at defending the women’s bantamweight title in March, she was up on all three judges scorecards heading into the fifth round of her fight against Miesha Tate, only to be submitted with just 90 seconds remaining. A few months after that heartbreak, Holm was thoroughly baffled and definitively outworked by Valentina Shevchenko en route to a unanimous-decision loss.
In a year, she fell from undefeated media darling to floundering, falling contender. To make matters worse, her latter defeat left her with a broken thumb, per ESPN.com’s Brett Okamoto, putting her out of action for months of healing and recovery time.
As often happens in a sport that values relentlessness at the expense of thoughtfulness, a step back proved beneficial. As Holm recuperated, the women’s divisions were rocked by change. Tate lost to Nunes, then lost again and retired. Rousey was blasted in her return and may never be back. The UFC, limited by the dearth of available champions, surprisingly instituted a women’s featherweight division. Cris Cyborg declined a title fight, thentested positive for a banned substance.
Suddenly, there was a shortage of big names, yet Holm still stood square in the middle of women’s MMA, among its most recognizable. It was her star power alone that put her in the UFC 208 featherweight title match with Germaine deRandamie, and her star power that can elevate her further.
Remember, Rousey is not the only one who’s done late-night and daytime television to chat it up. In a sport that still struggles to gain wide audience acceptance, Holm has had arguably more of that type of exposure than anybody other than Rousey and ConorMcGregor.
As such, she stands to potentially win huge if she captures a UFC title in a second weight class when facing deRandamie on February 11.
If she does so, she will become part of a small and elite group. The only ones to successfully pull off the feat are Randy Couture, B.J. Penn and McGregor.
Such an accomplishment would mark a spectacular turnaround and put her back at the vanguard, as if she never left.
“I guess when I look at [2016], I think about my year and I think it’s been the worst year for me,” Holm said during a recent media event (h/t MMA Fighting). “2016 was not successful for me. I don’t think about anybody else actually. When it comes to fights, it was in November that everybody was putting out on social media, ‘Oh, my gosh it’s been a year [since beating Rousey], congratulations Holly.’ And all I’m thinking is, ‘Oh my gosh, it’s been a year since I’ve won.'”
Still, throughout that painful year, Holm’s star power has only grown.
At UFC 196, Holm had a featured role in the co-main event of one of the year’s most-watched combat sports events, the first meeting between McGregor and Nate Diaz. According to MMA Fighting’s Dave Meltzer, that show drew about 1.65 million pay-per-view buys. Against Shevchenko and featured as the headliner, Holm drew the best summer ratings a UFC on FOX show has ever seen, pulling in nearly 4.7 million viewers at the peak of the main-event match, according to Meltzer.
Her bout with deRandamie will be the third time in her last four fights she’s been in the headline spot. The UFC brass has already invested marketing money into her and clearly sees the possibility of additional future returns.
So there is much to gain past simply winning the title, even if that is her ultimate motivation.
Her chances in the fight are difficult to predict. De Randamie is one of the few potential competitors that can match Holm’s striking experience, having fought professionally in kickboxing for several years—reportedly compiling a 37-0 record—before transitioning to MMA.
So far in the UFC, deRandamie has had an uneven run. In four fights, she’s gone 3-1, with her loss coming via TKO to Nunes. One of her three wins was a split decision.
Since the start of 2014, deRandamie has pulled out of more fights (three) than she’s competed in (two). To her credit, both of the bouts she participated in ended in dominant TKOs.
Her style and her length—deRandamie is a wiry 5-foot-9 with a 71-inch reach—pose a stern challenge for Holm.
Given their backgrounds and preferences, it’s likely that the fight is decided in the striking realm. Given what’s at stake, Holmcouldn’t ask for anything more.
After a nightmare year and two losses, she has the chance to turn it all around in a single night. The spotlight is hers for the taking.
In the wake of her second straight lopsided defeat, Ronda Rousey left the Octagon with an uncertain fighting future. With both Hollywood and Madison Avenue beckoning, the prospect of suffering the bumps, bruises and blows of mixed martial arts must see…
In the wake of her second straight lopsided defeat, Ronda Rousey left the Octagon with an uncertain fighting future. With both Hollywood and Madison Avenue beckoning, the prospect of suffering the bumps, bruises and blows of mixed martial arts must seem less appealing by the day.
At age 29, Rousey may be done as a competitive athlete, which means its time to start wrestling with her legacy.
From a historical standpoint, it is beyond reproach. Her intriguing personal history, brash personality, explosive performances and looks made her a star, drawing the eye of the UFC brass and shattering the UFC’s gender barrier. In time, she helped drag three divisions along with her into the spotlight.
Her professional athletic resume was flawless until things fell apart, and that’s where we stand now, trying to piece together where she belongs in the grand scheme of the sport.
Joining me to discuss Rousey is Bleacher Report MMA Senior Columnist Josh Gross.
Mike Chiappetta: In the few short days since Rousey’s defeat, I’ve heard several variations of the question of how good Rousey actually was. In our sport, that’s a relatively normal query coming on the heels of a losing streak. It’s difficult to fairly and accurately judge athletes on short bursts of time. With Rousey, that’s mostly what we had until Holly Holm exposed a big problem. Nunes then showed it had still not been addressed.
With the benefit of hindsight, we can conclude she was not nearly as well-rounded as she needed to be. But to say she was “not that good”? That’s too much revisionist history. We don’t get to erase her 12 fights of near-complete dominance that came before it.
For four years, she buzzsawed everyone that stood before her. Miesha Tate, Sarah Kaufman, Cat Zingano—all are decorated and capable opponents, and Rousey didn’t just beat them; she crushed them soundly.
But as we see in the world of sports, excellence is like a mountaintop. It gives everyone else something to strive for. Rousey became the benchmark, and the rest of the division started raising their own performances to meet and exceed her.
It took a great striker (Holm) with a brilliant tactical team (Jackson-Winkeljohn) behind her to put Rousey out of her comfort zone and force her to compete in a fight that emphasized her weaknesses.
Rousey has little head movement, does not respond well to getting hit and tends to be robotic in her standup. Maybe that shouldn’t be surprising given her limited history in MMA. Despite her championships in Strikeforce and the UFC, she’s only been an active pro for five years. In such a multi-textured discipline, there’s so much to learn, and she just hasn’t gotten there in the striking department. That doomed her against fluid and confident strikers.
Sure, we can revise our judgements on her, but the pendulum should not swing completely in the opposite direction.
Josh, is any of the takedown of her legacy warranted?
Josh Gross: Has there been a more severe fall from sporting greatness than “Rowdy” Ronda Rousey? I don’t think so. So, yes, in several ways, takedowns of her legacy are fair game. Some aren’t, though.
Some of the basis for the reaction to her collapse is moored to the fact that Rousey choked hard, and the media, due largely to her celebrity and needle-moving ability, cared enough to bring it up.
Mike, you mentioned that Rousey became the benchmark for excellence in her division. There’s a great case to make that the perception of her success pushed well past that. There was winning or sucking, and Rousey was seen as the most dynamic victor of them all in the UFC. Add attitude, a dangerous and exciting occupation plus other intangibles, and Rousey quickly became a major sports personality.
Rousey crushed women in the Octagon in a matter of seconds, and pundits mentioned her among her male peers on pound-for-pound lists. Remember that prominent voices like Joe Rogan labeled her a once-in-human history kind of athlete. She was discussed in a manner and at a level female athletes rarely experienced in the U.S.
Rousey set the standard by which to judge her (which many people have). She was the one with a thousand setups for an armbar no one could stop. She was the one who created the aura opponents bought into (until they didn’t). Then just over a year ago, we were left to wonder why the world had turned on her after Holm. The animus she experienced was amplified by the starkness between what people thought they knew of Rousey and how she looked falling on her face.
Much of the criticism and vile spewed about Rousey following the Holm loss, and what’s come so far after Nunes, is what happens when stunning failure collides with a reputation for dominance in the age of social media. People are haters, and Rousey was a ripe target.
I’m not saying that’s what ESPN anchor Scott Van Pelt did when he pondered whether Rousey, based on her previous two efforts, had been exposed as a fraud. In fact, Van Pelt and ESPN rightly treated Rousey like a star athlete who badly embarrassed herself while competing. Post-Nunes, from social media dens to venues like SportsCenter, questions regarding whether she was ever that materialized. I heard them too, Mike.Wrapping your head around Rousey going from a ninja assassin to the equivalent of a tortoise turned on its shell takes some work. It’s like trying to unwind the mortgage-backed security bubble. Everything looked great, you know, before it didn’t.
After that helpless performance Friday night, hard questions about Rousey’s ability are warranted. So let’s get forensic and connect some dots. We agree Ronda Rousey isn’t some fraud, but the fact remains she looked overwhelmed.
How does that happen, and should that answer change anything about the way we regard stud fighters in the future?
Mike: The simplest explanation is that this hole in her game always existed and no one could anticipate just how far it could be ripped open until far too late. For most of her career, her team had her believing in every facet of her game, and the results of her matches worked as confirmation bias.
If that’s true, her complete dismantling at the hands of Holm had to be as devastating psychologically as it was physically. And once those doubts creep in, it’s a long way back to the top.
Certainly, the major part of the blame belongs to Rousey, who stuck with a striking coach that is largely seen as over his head in major MMA to the point that Rousey’s own mother, Dr. AnnMaria DeMars, once publicly slammed him while pleading with her daughter to find a new mentor. It’s quite easy to wonder how Rousey would have evolved under the tutelage of an accomplished lead coach such as Tristar’s Firas Zahabi, Kings MMA’s Rafael Cordeiro or AMC Pankration’s Matt Hume.
The thing about winning without fail as she did up until November 2015 is that it must become awfully easy to become content in keeping the status quo. If certain training drills and techniques got you to the top, why would you suddenly believe the same things couldn’t keep you there? The focus is more likely on maintaining rather than innovating.
Meanwhile, in gyms across the world, those gunning for the belt have the exact opposite approach. They have seen what doesn’t work, have witnessed flashes of vulnerability and can focus on creating new approaches.
On Friday night, we saw two different examples of how the onion unpeels so unpredictably in MMA. Because of her throws and ground game, Rousey successfully hid her striking deficiencies for so long that they became mostly invisible until they weren’t. Meanwhile, on the biggest stage of his life, Cody Garbrandt showed a patient, mature and layered striking game that had never before been witnessed.
It’s a crazy thing, this sport, and these short windows of competition will always force us to draw conclusions that may not be entirely accurate. Only time can offer the context we’re often trying to provide. I don’t think there’s any way to change this other than trying to temper our judgments in the future, but that’s easier said than done. It’s hard not to get excited about something so impressive as early Rousey or present-day Garbrandt.
We watch the sport for those kinds of dominant displays. If we suddenly devalue these kinds of early results, do we take away from our own enjoyment of the sport? Is there some other way we should evaluate breakthrough talents, or do we have to be content in retroactively assessing “once in human history” athletes that turn out to be quite human after all?
Josh: I don’t think we need to devalue fighters’ early accomplishments or be any less excited by their potential, but it wouldn’t be such a bad idea if we—the media—spoke about fighters with a bit more skepticism. Some analysts saw canaries in Rousey’s coal mine.
B/R’s Patrick Wyman spoke pre-Holm about how Rousey’s footwork was off, which affected her punches and an assortment of other skills. For those of us (like me) who were willing to look past technical deficiencies with her strikes—this is MMA, and many great fighters have gotten away with being sloppy—Rousey went ahead and blasted Bethe Correia in 34 seconds.
Even her doubters had to pause and say, well, wow, you can’t grapple with this woman, and if she wants, she can hunt an opponent down and stop them on the feet.
Rousey’s hard fall is a byproduct of several things that she may beat herself up about in later life. First, she has taken the unusual tact of isolating herself in camp. As you mentioned, Rousey’s mother (the world champion judoka who, let’s be real, was Rousey’s trainer from the start) has been extremely critical of Edmond Tarverdyan. Criticism tends to be ignored until something happens that confirms what critics said. Then it’s about learning. There’s no losing, right? Just learning? Well, Rousey seemingly didn’t do much learning in the 13 months between Holm and Nunes, so she deserves to be hammered for that. Rather than building that wall, she would have been better served to tear it down and work with larger, successful fight teams.
Talk of tactics and trainers may be passe at this stage because as you wrote, Mike, Rousey’s dismantling was just as much about psychological shortcomings as physical ones. When she realized she wasn’t as great as she thought she was, the whole thing came tumbling down.
So, can Rousey be successful (even dominant) in MMA again if she makes adjustments?
She can’t spend full fight camps focused on boxing. She can’t walk out from her corner at the start of a fight thinking about striking first. Rousey’s best athleticism manifests when she grapples. Everything about the way she moves screams grappler. Yet two years ago, I heard discontent from people close to Rousey that she had gotten away from training judo and grappling had been relegated to a tool in the bag rather than the first bludgeon. This is a tactical decision sold by a trainer and bought by a fighter that could be rectified had the damage not been so bad.
Mike: And I guess that’s the ultimate tragedy and result, that she was indeed a wonderful talent who got stunning results until she was led (or allowed herself to be led) astray.
In retrospect, maybe what we saw was both how good she was and how good she could be. For a time, Rousey reached the pinnacle and was as dominant a champion as we had. No one can take that part of her history away from her. But when it came time to adapt to the adjustments that opponents made, there was no ability to do so. That’s part of her history, too.
Her contributions to the fight game should always be recognized, but the narrative of Rousey as an unbeatable fighter have been destroyed, and for good reason. Still, the retroactive analysis has strayed too far from what the evidence shows us. Rousey was great for a short burst of time, and then everything caught up to her, and she mostly fell apart.
Unless there is a third act to her fight story, that is where things will end. As fight stories go, that’s hardly a tragedy. Champion in Strikeforce, champion in UFC, Queen of the Armbars, gender-barrier breaker. All in all, that’s a pretty strong legacy, both earned and deserved.
All week long, Ronda Rousey had nothing to say. Her UFC 207 fight week public hush followed a year of monastic silence in favor of time spent on a spirit quest. As best we can tell—and only she knows for sure—Rousey was broken by her loss t…
All week long, Ronda Rousey had nothing to say. Her UFC 207 fight week public hush followed a year of monastic silence in favor of time spent on a spirit quest. As best we can tell—and only she knows for sure—Rousey was broken by her loss to Holly Holm in November 2015, her confidence shattered into a million little pieces.
After putting herself back together—or at least trying to as best as she could—she reappeared, physically looking just as we remembered. Maybe better. But for once, it was not her athleticism that was in question as much as it was everything else that makes up a fighter. Her ability to control emotion. Her confidence. Her reaction to being hit.
Suddenly, the woman that was once looked at as one of the most dominant athletes in the world was a big question mark.
All week long, the UFC did what it could to put across the message that Rousey was home. Back in the job in which the world came to know her. Even in absentia—Rousey refused to do standard pre-fight media—the promotion plastered the message wherever and whenever it could.
“She’s back,” it said, often in a way that ignored or erased the actual women’s bantamweight champion, Amanda Nunes.
Take a look, for instance, at a tweet the UFC fired off to its 4.8 million followers about an hour before the UFC 207 pay-per-view began. If you just glance at it, it appears Rousey is fighting herself. To some degree, she was.
Rousey disappeared from public view after being knocked out by Holly Holm in November 2015 and mostly stayed ghost until materializing in Las Vegas for fight week 412 days later.
In the few times she had spoken, or that her words became public, it seemed as though the emotional effects of her devastating loss continued to haunt her. She told Ellen Degeneressuicide had entered her mind. She told Dana White that she felt betrayed by the media. A profile of her by ESPN’s Ramona Shelburne suggested that Rousey had lost her motivation for fighting.
Until we could see her, “She’s back” was only literal. Yes, we could prove she was physically there, but her performance? Her aura?
They are gone now.
Rousey might be too, after a crushing defeat, a beatdown that saw referee Herb Dean mercifully save her after 48 harrowing seconds.
All this time after her first loss, Rousey showed no improvements to the head movement issues that plagued her in her loss to Holly Holm. She was upright and available, almost inviting trouble, and Nunes obliged, battering Rousey first with a left hook that wobbled her, then with a series of powerful rights.
Rousey showed tremendous heart in her loss to Holm and did so this time as well. She simply didn’t do enough to avoid the hammers heading her way. One shot after another landed, and Rousey managed to stay on her feet, teetering and defenseless until the end. Then she stood there in a mixture of confusion, shock and defeat.
“I knew I was gonna beat the s–t out of Ronda Rousey like that,” Nunes said in her in-cage post-fight interview, ice cold like the performance that proceeded it.
It’s hard to imagine Rousey coming back from that, a beating even faster and more lopsided than the one that sent her into a tailspin last time around. She has options in Hollywood, she has businesses outside the cage, and she has money in the bank—she earned a $3 million guaranteed purse plus pay-per-view points, according to MMA Fighting.
More importantly, peace is out there for her. She won’t find it in the cage and in the eye of the storm that surrounds her.
It’s clear Rousey can’t stand the spotlight, that her skin is too thin for the criticism that comes with the fight game, even though the sport usually welcomes back the same vanquished fighters it once jeered.
It’s a human response to hold disrespect close to the bone, but it’s hardly ever productive. Still, that was what was supposedly fueling Rousey, who went so far as to trademark the acronym “FTA,” (F–k them all, if you’re wondering), a middle finger toward her critics.
Despite it all, the Las Vegas crowd was firmly in Rousey’s corner at both the Thursday weigh-ins and Friday night’s fight, trying to lift a rattled fighter to her former glory.
In contrast to Rousey, Nunes, once seen as a mercurial talent capable of far more than she had accomplished, came into the fight riding a wave of confidence. In succession, she had defeated four straight, with stoppages over Shayna Baszler, Sara McMann and Miesha Tate—the last winning her the title.
Armed with a powerful yet occasionally wild striking game and a Brazilian jiu-jitsu black belt, Nunes brought the full complement of skills and physicality tailor-made to offer Rousey fits.
As the fight approached, Nunes voiced respect for her opponent for paving the road and for giving her the biggest platform of her career. But privately, she had watched enough Rousey video to see the holes in her standup, the confidence that chipped away with each blow landed.
It didn’t take long for her to do the same.
All this time later, nothing had changed. Rousey still had the holes in her striking that could be exposed. Her head was still upright. Her confidence could be cracked. She was mortal.
And most likely, she will process defeat the same way, too.
If she disappeared for over a year last time, maybe this time she never comes back. She has given plenty to the sport already. She broke the gender line and pulled three divisions of women into the UFC behind her. She built a small army of fans. For a time, she was dominant.
That time is over now.
“Forget about Ronda Rousey,” Nunes said. “Now she’s going to do retire and go do movies.”
Rousey barely waited until the final result was read to leave the cage. She picked at her gloves, ignored the champion’s parting words and walked down the steps, past the fans and media, and vanished.
The new UFC doesn’t have time for a slow build. Show some star power, flash a bolt of charisma, illustrate a hint of uncommon talent, and the machine will find you.
Say what you will about the UFC’s new Moneyweight Era (and there are …
The new UFC doesn’t have time for a slow build. Show some star power, flash a bolt of charisma, illustrate a hint of uncommon talent, and the machine will find you.
Say what you will about the UFC’s new Moneyweight Era (and there are plenty of critics around every corner), but never has opportunity been so abundant for young fighters as it has been in 2016. And in the year’s penultimate day, Cody Garbrandt stands to be its latest and biggest beneficiary.
At the start of the year, he was an unranked bantamweight prospect who occasionally suffered through having his debit card declined while trying to buy a simple coffee. He may finish the year as the world champion. All he has to do is solve the riddle that is Dominick Cruz, a man whose fancy footwork and slippery striking occasionally seems to defy physics.
It may take a lightning strike to put a bow on his story, but if you think it’s too much, too soon, Garbrandt’s history suggests he may well be up to the moment. Back in 2007, he won the 112-pound high school state championship in wrestling-rich Ohio. As a freshman.
“I’m a born fighter,” he said during a recent media lunch in Los Angeles. I’m bred to do this. I have nothing else. This is all I know, is fighting. And it’s all I’ve ever known.”
He’s not exaggerating much. Born into a family with four brothers and three sisters with a father who was often imprisoned, he started boxing at the age of four under his uncle Robert Meese, mostly sparring with a brother. He began an amateur career at age 14 and reportedly compiled a gaudy record of 32-1. Locally, in blue-collar Uhrichsville, Ohio, he became known for his scrapping, regularly participating in street fights.
One of those fights has become part of Garbrandt’s legend. Involved in a wild melee at age 19, he was stabbed in the leg, an injury that required 12 staples to close.
The incident was part of a personal reckoning that forced him to take his future more seriously. Although he’d gained the certification necessary to work as a coal miner, he couldn’t shake the idea that he was meant to fight. Trips to the Team Alpha Male gym in Sacramento bolstered his belief and launched his career.
Since then, he’s been a speeding bullet, 10-0 with nine knockouts on the strength of the kind of crushing power that is rarely seen at weights below 155 pounds.
That is the hook to Garbrandt’s potential stardom.
In its short history, the UFC’s bantamweight division has never been a major draw on its own. For all of his technical brilliance as well as an ability to verbally eviscerate opponents, Cruz has never been able to draw the amount of attention that he deserves.
For example, when he reclaimed the bantamweight title in January, the event drew an average of 2.28 million viewers, according to MMA Fighting. That’s a strong number, but in an anomaly, the Cruz-TJ Dillashaw main event title fight was out-rated by another fight on the card, a heavyweight matchup between Matt Mitrione and Travis Browne.
So far, Garbrandt has produced the kind of highlight-reel knockouts that make people take notice. It’s not a be-all and end-all for building buzz and cultivating an audience, but it’s a great starting point.
It’s also a style that contrasts perfectly with that of Cruz, who works the angles, flusters opponents with his timing, and rarely exchanges long enough to stay in range of counterfire. In the history of the UFC, no one has been harder to hit than Cruz, who dodges 72.1 percent of significant strikes, according to FightMetric.
Still, for Garbrandt, all it takes is one.
Landing it will be the challenge of his career, but Garbrandt’s aggression often overshadows some unnoticed subtleties in his striking game. He characterizes himself as a “finesse brawler” who prizes accuracy, and if you saw his knockout of Thomas Almeida, for example, you’ll see his patience in landing the closer—a short but pulverizing right hook. He hop-steps in, setting his distance perfectly, and then flashes great technique with an extremely fast direct-line punch.
“I know in the back of my mind that I have the one-punch knockout power and I could end it at any time, and he doesn’t,” he said. “He knows that he has to dance around, skate, evade the pressure, evade someone’s that’s fast and that is a knockout artist for five rounds. That’s hard to do, especially how old he is, he’s had two ACL surgeries, he doesn’t move the way he used to move.”
Garbrandt also has a card to play in his back pocket, his wrestling background that has so far never been used. While there’s no question he prefers to let his hands go, with the championship at stake, he may bust out a surprise, at least to give Cruz something to think about.
More than just a title fight, this matchup becomes part of the referendum on the new matchmaking philosophy within the organization. There is an argument to be made that this is too much, too soon. Garbrandt obviously disagrees. Given his history, a sudden case of stardom would suit him just fine.
By the end of Friday night, critics will either have more evidence or be silenced, at least temporarily. Garbrandt may sink under the pressure of sudden expectations, or he may reward the company’s belief in him. The outcome—literally and figuratively—lies in his hands.