The Iceman Cometh

As you can tell for me, it was a good weekend. I rooted for the Steelers, and they won.

But the day before was just as important. We had UFC 57 on PPV. The 3rd and final confrontation between Chuck Liddell and Randy Couture. Randy won the first battle a couple of years a go. Chuck returned a year later to win, and take the Light Heavyweight Championship from Randy. On Saturday, it was Liddell v Couture 3.

A good friend of mine who used to fight in cage matches, was rooting for Randy, and would win in the first round. I said no, it's Chuck in the second round. Well, Randy and Chuck battled, and by the end of the first round, Randy had a cut over his left eye, and a possible broken nose, and was bleeding, as well. In the first minute of the second round, Randy faked a move, left himself open, and was clocked by Chuck. KO. It's over. The Iceman cometh, the icman knock you out.

But even on a sadder note, Randy chose that night to announce his retirement. Two-time Heavyweight Champion and two-time Light Heavyweight Champion. Not bad for a 42 year-old (Chuck is 38, also not bad.) Which ought to tell you, if you think I can't still bring it at 43...

If you don't start none, there won't be none; but if you want some, come get some.

(BTW, UFC is in the "business" of fight sports. They are not an advertising company, even though their income is derived from advertising, and box office proceeds.)