I saw JDS pounding Nathan's Hot Dogs before each of the Cain fights, legit, so I'm pretty sure the 2nd & third JDS fights ar questionable wins as well. My reasoning is thus: Although one must acceed that it was in fact JDS' body with both the hot dogs at Nathan's and Cain in the Octagon, that it was IN FACT the soul/spirit/source/spark of Johny Hendricks inhabiting the body of JDS in Nathan's AND the Octagon.
In case you've got questions, we all did/do.
Lots of people say or said that Cain took years off of JDS' career w/ those 2nd and 3rd fights, that Cain "took his soul". Frankly, I'm not sure that's true because if you look closely he had already lost something in his eye, some of that hungry tiger, some of that hunter. Some blamed the shift in JDS' focus on things like the ladies, pretty new wives and all that. Others brought up his sweet relationship w/ Nike and his possible future of bringing the product and concept of shoes to the impoverished nation of Brazil. Me, I've heard it all, all the speculation, all the wild theories, but I'm not convinced, no sir. You ask me, well, it's always been about those damn dogs, and I won't be convinced otherwise; you had to see what I saw.
When a man leans over a tray full of Nathan's hotdogs you expect to see something special. You don't what it is for everybody, but you know what it is for you. So with that in mind I want you to picture one of these inviting orange/brown/yellow/green/ trays filled w/ hot dogs: 2 plain, 2 kraut, 2 chili. The 2 plain don't even really make it to the table so the krauts and chilis are left. W/ that split and w/ those dogs there is only one thing I'm gonna see when I look in JDS' eyes as he's lookin' at the dogs - The crystal sauerkraut is Mr. Snow Miser, the chilis are Mr. Heat Miser, and they're gonna sing a dance and sparkle in your eyes.
But not so w/ JDS. The kraut isn't crystal and fresh like an icicle, but droopy, and nasty, hanging off of his forehead like some kind of glutinous seaweed. And the beans, the chili, the horror. The chili was a dark fiery lake or lagoon, and the beans were black, soulless eyes, like that of a creature who thrives in the sea and maybe a little bit underneath. It was then that I realized what was happening. The hot dogs had cast some spell, much like a succubus or a harpy, over the champ, filling him w/ lies of sauerkraut and chili and nacho cheese, but showing every one who looked into his eyes what the future awaited him for making this devil's deal with those damn dirty dogs.
What's that? How does Johny Hendrick's fit into this?
Well, Ol' Johny's been known to like a little bite to eat now and then. Like a lot. Like a Hobbit lot. So when the soul or whatever of Johny Hendricks saw that this gigantic HW's soul had vacated the body for hot dogs, it's only natural that a go getter like Johny f**ckin' Hendricks is gonna get right in there and take advantage off the opportunity to chowdown. We know that it was Johny Hendricks by the tell tale clues any big eater leaves behind: A) JDS has only ever looked like 70% of the fighter he was before the 2nd & 3rd Cain fights, and B) even though he was pretty much KO'd for 10 rounds he still stuffed 70% of Cain's TD's.
Anyhow, just throwing that out there for you to chew on a bit before you jump to proclaim vs JDS 2 & 3 "elite-wins".
