I really do. It's as if Mrs. Butterworth let a fat one rip down my aisle. Buttery, syrupy goodness fills the air. If it was 8 or 9 in the morning I could understand, but it's 3 in the afternoon. Anyway...
UFC 90. Tomorrow night @ the Allstate Arena.
I truly hope it lives up to the hype (that's all built up in my mind. I'll get to see my favorite UFC fighter, Tyson Griffin. The beautiful thing about the UFC (and all other co-brands is that I tend to not have a predetermined favorite. I watch their promo, see what they look like, size them up and pick who I want to win from there. Eventually, I end up yelling at the TV no matter who's winning.
"Punch his f*n head off!"
"Kick him in the teeth!"
"Elbow his throat!"
It's almost a stress reliever to be able to just wish pain among other people.
"YEA, YEA, drop his ass. Knee him in the EYE!"
It's a minimum of 2 hours of nonstop fun.
The difference is, this Saturday, I'll actually get to BE THERE yelling with thousands upon thousands of other fight-happy people. Not only that, I'll be stranded in the middle of a row with 8 other awesome people. Most people would expect it to be 9 guys. Nope. 3 girls, 6 guys. A good, diverse mix. And you don't go to a UFC fight unless you actually enjoy (or don't mind) seeing grown men beat the living bajeezus out of people. That or they're simply there for the nachos.
I hope it's a fantastic fight. The event is sold out and everyone, I know, going is really excited to see some violence, maybe a bit of blood and some hurt feelings. Oh, and to eat some nachos.
Happy Friday
UFC 90. Tomorrow night @ the Allstate Arena.
I truly hope it lives up to the hype (that's all built up in my mind. I'll get to see my favorite UFC fighter, Tyson Griffin. The beautiful thing about the UFC (and all other co-brands is that I tend to not have a predetermined favorite. I watch their promo, see what they look like, size them up and pick who I want to win from there. Eventually, I end up yelling at the TV no matter who's winning.
"Punch his f*n head off!"
"Kick him in the teeth!"
"Elbow his throat!"
It's almost a stress reliever to be able to just wish pain among other people.
"YEA, YEA, drop his ass. Knee him in the EYE!"
It's a minimum of 2 hours of nonstop fun.
The difference is, this Saturday, I'll actually get to BE THERE yelling with thousands upon thousands of other fight-happy people. Not only that, I'll be stranded in the middle of a row with 8 other awesome people. Most people would expect it to be 9 guys. Nope. 3 girls, 6 guys. A good, diverse mix. And you don't go to a UFC fight unless you actually enjoy (or don't mind) seeing grown men beat the living bajeezus out of people. That or they're simply there for the nachos.
I hope it's a fantastic fight. The event is sold out and everyone, I know, going is really excited to see some violence, maybe a bit of blood and some hurt feelings. Oh, and to eat some nachos.
Happy Friday
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