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Posted on: November 6, 2008 10:56 pm
 

Cya in 2 weeks

<pre>Hope life is treating you all well. Don't expect to hear from me during
the next two weeks as I'll be in Europe with my wife. I'm thinking when
I return the market will be stabilized and everything will be
hunky-dory. Right...

At least when I return the UFC will have a new heavyweight champion, one
who doesn't dodge a certain large Brazilian. From that statement you
can infer two facts: 1) I'm picking Lesnar to beat Couture, and 2)
Couture has been avoiding Minotauro Noguiero like the plague. Cuz Big
Nog would submit him. And he knows it.

Interesting, from MSNBC.com:

"The key is UFC's popularity among young males, a desirable demographic
for advertisers. According to Tony Ponturo, Anheuser-Busch vice
president of global media and sports marketing, its research shows 76
percent of male beer drinkers between the ages of 21-27 are fans of the
UFC. Within that group, UFC is second in popularity among pro sports
only to the NFL."

Don't pigeonhole me!!!!! You don't know me! You can't assume these all
apply to me! I'm not a stereotype!!!

Oh, in related news, the UFC has announced a superfight between two
champions of different weight classes for the night before the Super
Bowl. Best 24-hour period of the year? Easily. Greatest 24 hours in
sports history thus far? Depends on the fight and the game. I'm
thinking GSP and the Giants, respectively.

Ooooh, I'm Budweiser, I know my target demographic. Jerks.

At least I'm not redundant. "76 percent of male beer drinkers between
the ages of 21-27 are fans of the UFC." What? There are males between
21-27 that don't drink beer? Find me one. Seriously.</pre>
Posted on: May 3, 2008 12:48 pm
 

Web of the Spider

The epitome of a martial artist, he enter the arena. High cheekbones underline challenging eyes, daring any man who would test his mettle. Gifted physically and mentally, he approaches the ring, every step deliberate yet smooth. The agility and the confidence, every muscle efficient and trained. Graceful as a dancer, Anderson Silva enters the cage, his Octagon, the web of the Spider.

And here is where the artist goes to work. Each jab and kick the stroke of a brush, trained at the Chute Boxe Academy. Swift and smooth as bullets they fly, perfected over countless hours of training, his strikes find their marks with unparalleled consistency. Long limbs and flawless technique make him impossible to out strike. Ask iron-jawed, hammer-fisted Dan Henderson.

But to call Silva a striker would be to designate Leonardo da Vinci a mere painter, for inside with the Spider, it only gets worse. His guard is an impossible web, entangled by a black belt in Brazilian Jujitsu bestowed upon him by the Minotauro himself. With a long torso for his height, even at 6'2'', side control is a mile away for opposing middleweights, ground and pound a frivolous dream. No battle can be won when the goal is a stalemate, yet on the mat with Silva, there is little hope of victory. Rich Franklin learned this. Twice.

Franklin was lucky, however, for he got to lose on the ground. It is on the feet, in close, where even God abandons those who stand against Silva. The clinch of the Spider is the omega, an event horizon from which nothing escapes. It is where razor blade elbows and sledgehammer knees fall without mercy, cutting, battering, and breaking both the body and the will.

A Renaissance man, this artist works with every medium of mixed martial arts, and each masterpiece is unique unto itself. Regardless of how it begins, the end is always the same: hands held high, a shining belt around his waste, and the blood of his adversary staining the mat. Oil on canvas. In the web of the Spider.
 
 
 
 
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