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Pat Barry could tell right away that he had a problem. He’d just floored his idol, Mirko “Cro Cop” Filipovic, for the second time in the first round of their UFC 115 bout with a beautiful right hand that landed flush on the Croatian’s skull, and he knew immediately that he’d broken his hand in the process.
“The world couldn’t see it because the camera wasn’t close enough to my face, but as soon as I broke my hand – that was the second punch I landed that knocked him down – as soon as it happened, my lip was starting to tremble, and for two reasons. One, it hurt terribly. And two, I honestly thought that was going to be the end of my career. I never would have guessed that it was only one broken bone. I felt like all the bones in my hand were, like, entirely disintegrated.”
The injured hand was a problem, Barry knew, but it wasn’t the end of the world. He’d come into the fight with a game plan that hinged on two main weapons: his right hand and his right foot. At least he still had one. At least he could still kick his way to a victory even if his hand was shattered.
You know how this story goes. It’s like that scene in a comedy movie where a beleaguered character remarks to himself that hey, at least it’s not raining. Cue the thunder and lightning, the sudden angry downpour. Or, in Barry’s case, the fractured foot.
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