If some previous UFC cards caught an injury bug, UFC 180 caught zombies.
That’s not how you want to be slouching into Mexico City, the proud cradle of so much combat sports tradition and the epicenter of many an MMA expansion dream. But here we are, with Cain Velasquez and Diego Sanchez and Erik Perez and Joe Lauzon watching from the sick ward as Chris Heatherly and Hector Urbina suit up for the pay-per-view.
Never before was injury misfortune so surgically precise in its disemboweling of an event. But you know what? We’re survivors. We’re going to beat this thing. How? By making predictions for the main card, not by turning away from it. And there are a couple of good scraps still breathing, like Fabricio Werdum and Mark Hunt for the interim heavyweight strap. Life goes on.
So you can pretend all you want, bro, but we’re living in the real world. James “The Athlete” MacDonald. Craig “Cookie” Amos. Riley “Kobra” Kontek. Sean “Salmon” Smith. And myself, Scott Harris. Let’s get it on.