The old advertising adage that sex sells has been a double-edged sword for women’s mixed martial arts.While the breathtaking beauty of some of the sport’s top female fighters has helped to propel them into the spotlight, their success may be hindering …
The old advertising adage that sex sells has been a double-edged sword for women’s mixed martial arts.
While the breathtaking beauty of some of the sport’s top female fighters has helped to propel them into the spotlight, their success may be hindering the rise of other up-and-coming women prospects. Also, if the MMA world is to fully accept WMMA into the fold, the culture of the industry has to stop objectifying their female athletes.
In order to do this, however, promotions first have to stop buying into this myth that a woman’s looks are just as important as her skill when selling a fight, because that’s simply untrue. As Don Draper, the suave ad man of the award-winning AMC drama Mad Men, once said, “You feeling something. That’s what sells. Not them. Not sex.”
Sure, in its heyday, WMMA sort of needed to use sex to sell fights due to the large amount of male fans in the sport. There’s no denying that the likes of Gina Carano and Ronda Rousey were able to break into the mainstream because of their good looks.
But once male fans were done ogling these Amazonian-like warriors, they quickly found out that these women were no joke.
As soon as Carano and Rousey were able to get into the spotlight, fans instantly saw just how talented they are. But from the get-go, promotions should have been highlighting female fighters’ skills and not their looks.
The newly created all-female fight promotion Invicta FC has shown that organizations can bring in the fans without objectifying women fighters. With Invicta, you won’t see overly suggestive promo videos or raunchy posters that past promotions would use. Instead, the focus is putting on great fights and showcasing these women’s skills.
While bigger fight organizations might scoff at this idea, Invicta has proven that this is the way to go as it continues to grow its fanbase, recently having its server crash due to the high amount of online traffic in just its second card ever.
When fight promotions decide to promote the better-looking female fighter instead of the more skilled athlete, it completely undermines the sport. Often, it leaves the better fighter by the wayside just so an organization can prance around its latest beauty.
Strikeforce nearly fell prey to this when they opted to go with Rousey instead of the No. 1 contender Sarah Kaufman to challenge the then bantamweight champ Miesha Tate.
Kaufman, the former champ and the last person to have defeated Tate up to that point, was up in arms when Strikeforce went with Rousey, who had only been fighting as a pro for less than a year. The former champ was angry that they basically chose the better-looking fighter for the job.
Strikeforce didn’t hide their intentions either, as its myriad of sexually charged promos can attest to.
Luckily for the Zuffa-owned organization, Rousey lived up to her hype and proved her world-class skill by breaking Tate’s arm to win the belt.
In the aftermath, Rousey has become a huge star and a media darling, taking female fighters into the mainstream. If she had lost, however, WMMA would have taken a huge hit.
And that’s the gamble promotions take when they go with beauty over skill. It’ll either be an enormous win or a big disaster.
Beyond selling fights, I’m sure the women themselves would appreciate a change in the industry’s mindset.
In Rousey’s recently released All Access episode detailing her days leading up to her first title defense against Kaufman later this month, she talked about issues she’s had to deal with in the past related to her body and image.
As Rousey discusses in the video clip embedded in the article, women, regardless of their age or looks, are constantly dealing with the absurd amount of pressure society puts on looks and beauty.
Being a male, I will never fully understand this struggle and neither will any male fan, fighter or industry leader in the sport. And that’s why the onus is on us.
The women are already doing their jobs by fighting hard and showcasing their amazing talent.
But since men basically dominate MMA, it is up to us to affect change by treating female fighters as equals to male fighters, praising them for their skill, not just their looks.
(No, this is not the ‘All Access’ video, but rather a behind-the-scenes video of her ESPN ‘The Body’ shoot. Go ahead and complain. I DARE YOU.)
“Everything you need in a fighter, she has, yet she’s a woman and she’s beautiful. The Ronda Rousey package is different than any other package we’ve ever seen.”
So says UFC President Dana White as he leads us into Showtime’s “All Access” look at the Strikeforce women’s bantamweight champion, Olympic Judo bronze medalist, and occasional TMZ host Ronda Rousey, who in just over two years has managed to almost effortlessly ascend to the sport’s highest level. And it’s hard to deny that “Rowdy” is an athlete unlike many, if not all of her counterparts — a hot female Jon Jones if you will — whose “kill or be killed” outlook on life (and aforementioned looks) has led her to achieve massive success in easily the most overlooked facet of MMA. We’re talking of course, about the ladies.
Detailing everything from Rousey’s heated title-earning feud with Meisha Tate (Spoiler: It ended like all of Rousey’s fights do) to her (gulp) nude shoot for ESPN’s The Body issue to her preparation for her upcoming title defense against Sarah Kaufman, “All Access” truly lives up to it’s name. Showtime takes us inside the champion’s house, which looks like an average episode of Hoarders, and snags interviews with everyone from Gina Carano, who Ronda admits convinced her to drop trau for ESPN in the first place (as if we needed to thank Gina for anything else) to former HooknShoot Grand Prix winner Julie Kedzie.
So check out the full video after the jump, and let us know what you think.
(No, this is not the ‘All Access’ video, but rather a behind-the-scenes video of her ESPN ‘The Body’ shoot. Go ahead and complain. I DARE YOU.)
“Everything you need in a fighter, she has, yet she’s a woman and she’s beautiful. The Ronda Rousey package is different than any other package we’ve ever seen.”
So says UFC President Dana White as he leads us into Showtime’s “All Access” look at the Strikeforce women’s bantamweight champion, Olympic Judo bronze medalist, and occasional TMZ host Ronda Rousey, who in just over two years has managed to almost effortlessly ascend to the sport’s highest level. And it’s hard to deny that “Rowdy” is an athlete unlike many, if not all of her counterparts — a hot female Jon Jones if you will — whose “kill or be killed” outlook on life (and aforementioned looks) has led her to achieve massive success in easily the most overlooked facet of MMA. We’re talking of course, about the ladies.
Detailing everything from Rousey’s heated title-earning feud with Meisha Tate (Spoiler: It ended like all of Rousey’s fights do) to her (gulp) nude shoot for ESPN’s The Body issue to her preparation for her upcoming title defense against Sarah Kaufman, “All Access” truly lives up to it’s name. Showtime takes us inside the champion’s house, which looks like an average episode of Hoarders, and snags interviews with everyone from Gina Carano, who Ronda admits convinced her to drop trau for ESPN in the first place (as if we needed to thank Gina for anything else) to former HooknShoot Grand Prix winner Julie Kedzie.
Check out the full video below, and let us know what you think.
Women’s mixed martial arts has seen a boom over the past year thanks to the rise of its newest star.Ronda Rousey unofficially became the new queen of MMA when she once again armbarred her way to victory over Meisha Tate to capture the Strikeforce women…
Women’s mixed martial arts has seen a boom over the past year thanks to the rise of its newest star.
Ronda Rousey unofficially became the new queen of MMA when she once again armbarred her way to victory over Meisha Tate to capture the Strikeforce women’s bantamweight crown this past March.
Rousey may be the biggest female star today, but MMA has a long history of talented women who have helped to change the landscape of the sport.
Here are the seven most important women in MMA history.
(For Christ’s sake, just kiss and make up already!)
Who saw this coming? Hint: everybody.
Ever since the photos of Ronda Rousey’s nude pictorial for the second edition of ESPN’s “The Body” issue were released, a moment that was responsible for more cases of sudden onset carpal tunnel syndrome than the day Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee’s sex tape was “stolen” from their home, the Strikeforce women’s bantamweight champ has come under a bit of fire from some of her critics. While many of us passed it off as a classic case of “angry troll is angry,” it was hard to look past the fact that most of the criticism was a result of former claims made by none other than Rousey herself. Most notably, Rousey’s statements that Miesha Tate should be ashamed for taking pictures that showed off her pristine hind end and what her future kids would think and blah blah blah. Rousey also ripped on a few selective ring girls who shall remain nameless for posing in Playboy magazine, a.k.a the glove into which Evil slips its hand.
Of course, “Rowdy’s” previous statements came back and bit her right in her glorious ass when her own nude photos were released. Her confusing diatribe aimed at Kim Kardashian, in which Rousey stated that she had the right to pose nude because she was a role model and Kim didn’t because she only became famous for getting naked and Skechers shoes and 13 year-olds and something or other who cares, surely didn’t help matters. Ronda even willingly appeared on the television frequency at which human scum resides, TMZ, to lay into Kardashian, a move that we feel may have just evened the scales between the two in terms of attention whoring.
But at the end of the day, we were grateful that Ronda used whatever justification she needed to get naked for us, and thought the rest of the world should think the same. One person who clearly didn’t agree with us was the woman Rousey defeated for the bantamweight championship just a couple months ago, Miesha Tate, who recently let Ronda have it over Twitter.
Those comments are after the jump.
(For Christ’s sake, just kiss and make up already!)
Who saw this coming? Hint: everybody.
Ever since the photos of Ronda Rousey’s nude pictorial for the second edition of ESPN’s “The Body” issue were released, a moment that was responsible for more cases of sudden onset carpal tunnel syndrome than the day Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee’s sex tape was “stolen” from their home, the Strikeforce women’s bantamweight champ has come under a bit of fire from some of her critics. While many of us passed it off as a classic case of “angry troll is angry,” it was hard to look past the fact that most of the criticism was a result of former claims made by none other than Rousey herself. Most notably, Rousey’s statements that Miesha Tate should be ashamed for taking pictures that showed off her pristine hind end and what her future kids would think and blah blah blah. Rousey also ripped on a few selective ring girls who shall remain nameless for posing in Playboy magazine, a.k.a the glove into which Evil slips its hand.
Of course, “Rowdy’s” previous statements came back and bit her right in her glorious ass when her own nude photos were released. Her confusing diatribe aimed at Kim Kardashian, in which Rousey stated that she had the right to pose nude because she was a role model and Kim didn’t because she only became famous for getting naked and Skechers shoes and 13 year-olds and something or other who cares, surely didn’t help matters. Ronda even willingly appeared on the television frequency at which human scum resides, TMZ, to lay into Kardashian, a move that we feel may have just evened the scales between the two in terms of attention whoring.
But at the end of the day, we were grateful that Ronda used whatever justification she needed to get naked for us, and thought the rest of the world should think the same. One person who clearly didn’t agree with us was the woman Rousey defeated for the bantamweight championship just a couple months ago, Miesha Tate, who recently let Ronda have it over Twitter.
Now, far be it from us to criticize any attractive woman for getting nude and allowing the world to see it for a few measly dollars, but it is hard to deny the merit in Miesha’s words. The fact that Ronda would piss on (no, not literally, calm down Rex) Miesha for showing her ass in a pair of tight shorts/thong/whatever, and then drop trou for the sake of being a role model seems a bit hypocritical on her part. Of course, if Tate really wanted to rain on Rousey’s parade, she would pose nude for Hustler, Penthouse, or Perfect 10 alongside Gina Carano or any of the 11 other women we have selected for her to choose from. Can you imagine how much that would piss Ronda off? Seriously, just imagine it…
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Now watch this behind-the-scenes video of Rousey’s photo shoot while deciding your stance on the issue.
2012 has proven to be a year of growing pains for the UFC. With the deal with Fox adding more shows throughout the year and changes to The Ultimate Fighter, there have been obvious issues. From low ratings for The Ultimate Fighter Live and some of the …
2012 has proven to be a year of growing pains for the UFC. With the deal with Fox adding more shows throughout the year and changes to The Ultimate Fighter, there have been obvious issues. From low ratings for The Ultimate Fighter Live and some of the fight cards onFX and Fuel TV, along with the increasing rate of injuries to top stars, including Jose Aldo and Dominic Cruz, something obviously needs to be done to help the UFC ease into a brighter spotlight.
With the recent talk from Dana White following the UFC on FX card, he mentioned that there is a possibility of women fighting in the UFC as long as there are enough fighters to fill the division. Well, with the recent addition of Flyweights to the UFC and how much Dana has been talking about current Bantamweight Champion Ronda Rousey, the next logical move for the UFC would be to have a female version of The Ultimate Fighter.
If you think about it, it makes sense. What better way to introduce a wider audience to WMMA than to have an entire cast of hungry fighters willing to show off their skills to a national audience? If the original season of TUFcould bring a new audience to the UFC, why couldn’t it happen again?
Not only would it bring wider attention to WMMA but it could solidify Rousey as a legitimate MMA star. She would be an obvious candidate to be a coach, and there are options as well. Miesha Tate would be an obvious choice, with the feud that the two had in the buildup to their recent match. If the UFC is willing to wait, the league could see if Cyborg Santos was clean and could drop down in weight to have her settle the war of words that had started after Santos tested positive and was stripped of her Featherweight Title.
The less likely options include former champion Sarah Kaufman, which could help build her marketability, though this matchup doesn’t have the same panache as the previously mentioned ones. Yet, the only one that would be very interesting—but most likely will never happen—is if Gina Carano were to coach opposite Rousey. The problem lies in the fact that Carano has had medical issues halting her return to fighting, along with the fact that she’s had problems making weight to compete at the Featherweight level, so shaving off another 10 pounds could be problematic.
Yet, if the UFC was to go through with a plan for a female Ultimate Fighter, it could really benefit even if it doesn’t become a ratings hit. If it works, then Dana and the UFC have the fighters to create a division and a champion to spearhead it. If it fails, then the UFC can say that they gave it a shot and that the fans just weren’t responding to the content; though they may try again further down the road.
Today on the CagePotato Roundtable, we’re taking a trip through the magical world of make-believe! Which MMA fighter would you scrap with if reality was no object? Would it be a hated heel? A personal idol? An undersized Japanese lady who you might actually have a puncher’s chance against? Joining us this week is Vince Mancini, the esteemed editor of FilmDrunk.com and occasionalCP commenter. Follow his shit @FilmDrunk, and if you have a topic idea for a future Roundtable column, please send it to [email protected].
Saying that I could fight any MMA fighter implies that I also have the option not to do so, and I would exercise that option. You see, I’m what scientists call “a pussy.” I don’t like my chances in a scrap against anyone, trained or not. In that way I’m kind of like the anti-Krazy Horse: I’ll back down from men, women, children, retarded people…
But if I had to throw down with an MMA fighter of my choosing, it’s going to be Bob Sapp, all day. The reasons are plentiful. As stated earlier, any trained fighter is going to wreck me, badly, so I’m certainly not going to pick someone smaller than me or a female — why give my detractors [friends] more to mock? No, I’m going to pick an intimidating juggernaut, and few fit that bill better than Bob Sapp. If I lose the fight — which is pretty much the only possibility — non-MMA fans [again, my friends] will look at pictures of him, then back at my unimposing frame, and accept the loss as a forgone conclusion while giving me eternal props for climbing into the cage with such a monstrosity.
Actual MMA fans tuning into the fight will already be expecting to see someone turtle-up and play dead before the first punch connects, so they won’t be disappointed if I take a page out of “The Beast’s” own playbook and hit the canvas prematurely. All of Sapp’s recent battles have been farces, so at least no one will be expecting a real fight; I’d hate to disappoint the crowd.
(I got winner.)
Today on the CagePotato Roundtable, we’re taking a trip through the magical world of make-believe! Which MMA fighter would you scrap with if reality was no object? Would it be a hated heel? A personal idol? An undersized Japanese lady who you might actually have a puncher’s chance against? Joining us this week is Vince Mancini, the esteemed editor of FilmDrunk.com and occasionalCP commenter. Follow his shit @FilmDrunk, and if you have a topic idea for a future Roundtable column, please send it to [email protected].
Saying that I could fight any MMA fighter implies that I also have the option not to do so, and I would exercise that option. You see, I’m what scientists call “a pussy.” I don’t like my chances in a scrap against anyone, trained or not. In that way I’m kind of like the anti-Krazy Horse: I’ll back down from men, women, children, retarded people…
But if I had to throw down with an MMA fighter of my choosing, it’s going to be Bob Sapp, all day. The reasons are plentiful. As stated earlier, any trained fighter is going to wreck me, badly, so I’m certainly not going to pick someone smaller than me or a female — why give my detractors [friends] more to mock? No, I’m going to pick an intimidating juggernaut, and few fit that bill better than Bob Sapp. If I lose the fight — which is pretty much the only possibility — non-MMA fans [again, my friends] will look at pictures of him, then back at my unimposing frame, and accept the loss as a forgone conclusion while giving me eternal props for climbing into the cage with such a monstrosity.
Actual MMA fans tuning into the fight will already be expecting to see someone turtle-up and play dead before the first punch connects, so they won’t be disappointed if I take a page out of “The Beast’s” own playbook and hit the canvas prematurely. All of Sapp’s recent battles have been farces, so at least no one will be expecting a real fight; I’d hate to disappoint the crowd.
The other benefit of course is that any other fighter would be trying to, you know, win. That would entail hurting me in some manner, and frankly I don’t care for that. With Sapp I’m running a low risk of him coming out with any intention of actually fighting, and since cardio would be my only advantage, I’d hope to run around long enough for him to double over in exhaustion and tap out from the thought of taking a punch.
So assuming I had to climb into the cage with anyone it would definitely be Anderson Silva. Am I crazy? Yes, but that is a different story for me to work out with my family and friends. I would fight “The Spider” because, simply put, there is no one on the face of the earth who has fucked people up in so many creative and head-scratching ways. If I am to be remembered for anything in the fight game, it will be for getting my ass kicked, so why not do it in style? I can’t imagine a better dance partner for that than Anderson Silva.
But let’s be real, Anderson would enter the ring, bow all over the place, and then probably get super angry at the insulting level of competition placed before him (putting me in elite company with Patrick Cote, Thales Leites, and Demian Maia). Perhaps he would call back one of his kicks from the Leites fight that would humiliate me even further. He might go into his Keanu Reeves “Matrix”-mode and clown me that way. Even if I shot testosterone directly into my balls for weeks on end, it still might not help me out too much.
In conclusion, if I’m going to fight an MMA fighter, I want to lose in epic fashion, and as the record number of hyperlinks above shows, ain’t no one better to order up a beating from than Anderson “The Spider” Silva.
As a big fan of Fight Club, hardly a day goes by that I don’t think about the eternal question, “if you could fight anyone, who would it be?” The contents of my list changes, but it’s rarely less than ten people, and always includes Ted Nugent (that stupid soul patch, GAAAH!), Screech, and someone from the DMV. But when Goldstein asked me if I could fight any MMA FIGHTER in the world who would it be, the new modifier threw me for a loop. After all, I fantasize about punching people, not getting my ass kicked. And while I’m pretty sure I could take most aging musicians, former child actors, and overweight city employees, I’d probably be out of my league against any fighter approaching professional level.
I started thinking of a fighter you’ve heard of that I might conceivably beat. Bob Sapp? Great if he’s taking his usual dive, but if he changes his mind, or if he even accidentally falls on me, I’m screwed. Out of all the seasons of The Ultimate Fighter, there has to be one dude I could take, so who was the worst? Andy Wang? Allen “Monstah Lobstah” Berube? Those guys would probably be my bottom two, but even then, my chances of actually winning would be 50-50 at best (and that’s being wildly generous). And even if I did win, so what? I’d either prove that I could hang with the worst or get beaten up by a guy everyone thinks is a bum, neither of which option sounds particularly attractive.
Point is, if you’re me, you’re probably going to get beaten up in any fantasy MMA match-up. So what you really want is someone you wouldn’t mind getting beaten up by. And I think the obvious choice here is Gina Carano, because she’s super pretty.
Provided she didn’t pull out at the last minute for some never-revealed lady troubles, here’s how I see the fight going down: I keep my guard high to weather her striking. At some point, she over-commits on a punch and I slip it and bull rush her, using my size advantage and rugby experience to drag her to the ground. From there, I’d posture up in her guard, using the palms of my hands cupped against her ample breasts to support my weight. Being careful not to give up an arm bar, I’d rain down kisses from the top and grind my boner into her crotch until the cops came. I’m telling you, Penthouse, it was the craziest night of my life. Wait, what were talking about again?
There have only been a few times in my life that I wanted to jump into my television to join the broadcast and kick somebody’s ass. When I was a kid, it happened during the movie Bloodsport when Ogre Ray Jackson got his ass handed to him by Chong Li. Not that I was going to be able to help him since I was a child, but dammit I was going to try. Another instance of my warped suspended reality happens practically every other weekend because Top Gun is a staple on all syndicated channels. Each time the volleyball scene comes on, I want to step through my TV screen and knock everybody out. Not just Cruise or Kilmer or the guy that lowered the net so 5’ 2” Maverick would look like he could actually spike the ball. I want to throw haymakers on all the extras, cameramen and even the craft services personnel for being part of that steaming pile of elephant shit.
Though both instances have made we want to enter the boob-tube, I have never had the feeling overwhelm me like it did while watching UFC 83 during the Nate Quarry vs. Kalib Starnes fight. If you don’t remember that contest, Starnes basically back-pedaled at a brisk pace for the entire 15 minutes and (much like Maverick after he killed Goose) he refused to engage. It got to the point that Quarry was high-step running in comedic fashion and even went “full retard” by crossing his arms in front of his head while punching himself in the face. That is why, if I could fight any MMA athlete, I would pick Kalib Starnes.
For any of the CP writers to say we would stand a snowball’s chance in hell of coming out victorious against a professional mixed martial artist — with the exceptions of Karma, Elias Cepeda, and Chris Colemon’s upcoming bout against Bob Sapp — is crazy talk. However, if Starnes showed up for a reverse track meet while I was across the cage, I might have a chance. I, too, have the ability to jog at a mediocre pace for five minutes per round, and I could totally do that with a one-minute rest in between. Though most likely he would turn my face into goulash.
I initially wanted to fight Georges St. Pierre because I am pretty sure he smells excellent and his skin is silky smooth from all the moisturizing, but upon further review, I think I may just ask GSP if he wants to play some beach volleyball. In the meantime, I will be vigorously training five minutes at a time for my anticipated scrap with Kalib Starnes.
Completely unrelated, but you know what I’d ban if I could? Well, duh: Putting your organization’s champion in non-title fights in his weight class. But you know what else I’d ban? Fighters who justify picking easy fights by rambling on about “how much it would mean to fight a legend,” or “because he was my hero and it would be an honor to fight him,” or any similar nonsense. Just admit it: You aren’t out to prove how much you’ve progressed by beating your hero when he’s past his prime; if anything, you’re regressing by fighting an older, less-diverse fighter than your last opponent. You don’t see your childhood hero — you see an easy W.
Rather, I would fight Ken Shamrock because the fight would be special for me. See, the first MMA article I ever published was a guest contribution to CagePotato on October 18, 2010, about Ken Shamrock’s victory over Jonathan Ivey in my current city of Lafayette, Louisiana. That article was my first step towards eventually getting hired, where I’ve quietly been ruining your opinions of this website ever since. Because of that, Shamrock will always hold a special place in my heart, and it would be an honor and a privilege to be in the cage with him.
Oh, and one more thing: I am exempt from my opening rant because I clearly said fighter, not writer. Suck it, Dan Hardy. *drops microphone*
Josh Hutchinson
I’m going to be completely honest with you guys right now. “Do I want to be a fucking fighter?” Shit no. It looks like a lot of work, and that’s not really my bag. Now, had this question been asked to me in my late teens or early twenties, I probably would have said Fedor, Hendo, or something as equally stupid. You see, in those days I wouldn’t have turned down a fight with any living creature on the planet, be it an MMA champ, a grizzly bear, or God damn Superman. At that point in my life there was no such thing as kryptonite for this guy. Well, I was wrong. Two construction injuries requiring surgery later, and I’m less of a Spartan and more of a walking bag of meat just trying to survive another alcohol fueled week. What I’m trying to say is, I’ve learned my limits and that has certainly helped to fuel my decision for this week’s Roundtable.
Which brings me to my choice in Dana White. Yes, the question was “which MMA Fighter do you want to fight,” but as I illustrated above I’ve got around the same chance of winning a fight against an actual MMA fighter as Bob Sapp does. [Ed. note: And that’s Sapp reference #4, which means we’ve met our quota.] Beyond that, as General Douglas MacArthur famously said, “Rules are mostly made to be broken and are too often for the lazy to hide behind”. See, I’m just trying not to be lazy. Also, as the face of the biggest MMA promotion in the world, he should be eligible for this type of list in my opinion.
Why Dana White? Is it because he wants to “fuck” my favorite comedic MMA site, because he plays favorites with fighters (see: Dan Hardy, Jon Jones, etc.), because he is single handedly the worst ambassador for our beloved sport, that stupid smug face he always has, or a combination of those, and many more reasons? I’m leaning toward the latter. Do I think I would win? Highly doubtful, but I’d give it a try.
In the vein of breaking down this non-fictional fight, I have an inch or two on him, but he has at least 50-60 pounds on me. I’m lanky as they come so he would have the reach, but when we look at styles, I would give his elite pedigree in boxerciseing the nod over my semi-pro style of bar-fighting. Endurance is a bitch.
So yes, my choice is Dana White, if only because he is the biggest name that I might have a chance against, and he pisses me off. While this would probably turn out to be a regrettable statement, I’d even fight just to get Cage Potato’s short-lived press credentials back. Although, I would settle for him just making all main events five rounds, and not just a select few. The ball’s in your court, Mr. President.
The old advertising adage that sex sells has been a double-edged sword for women’s mixed martial arts.
