Just a Comment on Rose vs. Carla

You shouldn't get drunk and write essays.
 
Hey, just cheers for the replies. I came in from somewhere else and sat down with myself in a little room under a lamp, started reading for a bit, and where I come from wasn't not a cool hang, good times, lota fun,...not a rave or snorting blow off lean whores, just a good pocket of time. It wasn't even the particularly the Rose/Carla fight, which I hated. I really like both those girls. The Oliveira weight debacle, took some huge wind out. I'm not a conspiracist (why is that spelled wrong/ my eyes are shit). I'm of the old mind that you don't have to explain or justify your love to anybody. Love may not be a rational thing, and even if it is or isn't, go fuck yourself. There's an old Burroughs quote that I like that
 
cade187 said:
You shouldn't get drunk and write essays.
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Your under-name quote says you're not part of my system.. My thoughts to myself gave you something to do, someone to talk to. And I don't believe essays exist. It's an empty contrivance of disjointed terminology. George Carlin just didn't live to get around to it. It's right there with the rest. Take a soft weekend and you can break down.
 
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Drunken Meat Fist said:
At the level of the fights we pay to watch, all the money, titles, the amount that's on the line, futures, legacies, continental pride, to own your own gym and someday be that wise old reptile in a room full of younger people who just want or get a word of direction, ...there's that problem

And you didn't. ....or, you didn't make the weight in your Title Fight.

I think this is worth a moment to step back, not forever, or make excuses, or even next time, but just push everything back just for a second and remember. Apart from the money and prestige and life going around you. Two human beings have dedicated themselves to make it to this extreme level of discipline and sacrifice, be it for the sport, the money, the fame, whatever, and significant enough for the whole world over, people are paying to see you be the best.

The Olympics is sport to see who is the best.in their sport - This is actual one-on-one combat to take another person out, who was determined by others to be at least if not more than your equal, to find a winner between your close proximities. Winner is the one, no second prize. The air here is so rarified, that when a champion misses weight by part of a pound, or is locked so tight, any wrong move means you're a highlight reel or you're gonna be haunted and ridiculed for the rest of you life.

The fight was beyond shit. So Rose and Carla are shit. Oliveira has no heart, he crumbles every time he's struck flush by an attacking athlete the world has deemed to be the guy they want see him tested against next. This .... is...the ...person...the ...world of your sport... has chosen to be the one most worthy to beat you.

I don't love all sports, some. Most sports are leisure activity, and some you get paid for refining skills that are the equivalent of washing dishes or competitive interpretive dance, which, I'm gonna go ahead and say is fine. As long as I'm here, ...golf, tennis, bowling, darts, skeet, bobsled, ...sports that are considered dangerous only if you're stupid or cursed by the gods, is not a sport, it's a leisure activity you can do on your own and no one gives a shit.

To clarify, this isn't a 30% sport we love. It's my assessment that the definition of a sport is a competitive activity where someone has the potential to get seriously injured or killed, purposely in the clash of the game, or accident, ...or later through personal psychological adjustments to the immediate landscape.

With that in mind. Every hero we come to see or believe, is an elite human being who deserves our utmost respect on their lowest showing. If there's a pattern or egregiousness to the affront, okay, part of the game, take your lumps. And people put money down, so you have to be you the world expectation of you.
In nearly 50 fights, Cowboy Cerrone ate a wet Arby's roast beef and cheddar, that was actually a doordash Sticky Rick's pulled weigh-celebration prepork submarine-sandwich.

Cliffnotes, unless you're Drake, ease up, put on some music, get laid, and lighten up, just this go around. Jimmy Brooks still the man. ...And God Bless Tony Fergusson. The only fight meme that needs on a loop isn't how your face looks being kicked, his black eye dirty-dancing with life and laughter with his IV in the hospital should have it's own wing not just in the UFC but in the immortal history of fighting hall of fame.
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That's not a comment, that's a dissertation.
 
Not accustomed to seeing any real intellect on Sherdog. Had to take a step back and re-read. Not the worst take I have seen but I disagree with some of the content. The paying audience has some expectations on what they expect to see. When that expectation is not fulfilled there will be a response. Forums are an appropriate venue to express ones response.

Saying "chill out" (summarizing your long winded post) does not cut it.
 
It was the worst fight in UFC history.
It is better forgotten than discussed.

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clicked this from the main page and didn't realize it was a DMF thread.
...please continue with the incoherent rambling.
 
cade187 said:
You shouldn't get drunk and write essays.
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Even so, nicest thing anyone's said to me in awhile. I am working on an album, but that's between you an me. Got about 12 or 16 songs, but just lyrics and melodies in the head. Songs are what lyricists write because they need music to come alive. Everything needs music to come alive. Lone poetry is not only not simple, though you can see it, it doesn't really exist on a page any more than a spell, it's like a gun but at the same time only half a gun. If the powder is dry and words are perfect, they can take out both the writer and the reader in one shot of understanding. If something's off, it's just a flash of something, and that's not a bad thing, it's just not the thing, it's a lesser thing in itself, depending what's said to whom and lesser than what, what was before what was said.
 
Drunken Meat Fist said:
Your under-name quote says you're not part of my system.. My thoughts to myself gave you something to do, someone to talk to. And I don't believe essays exist. It's an empty contrivance of disjointed terminology. George Carlin just didn't live to get around to it. It's right there with the rest. Take a soft weekend and you can break down.
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thanks everyone for the senseless babel... I certainly don't have enough worthless, self absorbed, wastes of time in my life... Oh wait I'm on sherdog.... NM
 
if i paid $75 to watch a comedy show and 2 of the performers were so worried about offending people that they played it safe and only told corny ass knock knock jokes for 25 minutes, i'd be pissed as would anyone expecting at least an effort.
While there are no guarantees every fight is going to be a banger we pay a company good money to put fights in front of us that they deem to be entertaining. This fight was not entertaining whatsoever and being there are no refunds, i am more than happy to use a public forum to voice displeasure whether it pisses fans of either off or not. Shit effort deserves to be shit on and its not our job to simp for the UFC.
 
DOMMA said:
Not accustomed to seeing any real intellect on Sherdog. Had to take a step back and re-read. Not the worst take I have seen but I disagree with some of the content. The paying audience has some expectations on what they expect to see. When that expectation is not fulfilled there will be a response. Forums are an appropriate venue to express ones response.

Saying "chill out" (summarizing your long winded post) does not cut it.
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Cool. Didn't mean to come as just "Chill Out", I used to live here, for 16 years they paid me good money, and randomly, stupid cards when you check the mail with an actual thank you or X-mas card with a substantial personal check and letter saying thank you for what you do, just to really only look over things and keep shit in order, and bring in good people, which no matter how long i live, I will never get over that kindness. Nothing has changed through the years other than a pendulum swing, some of the vibrato has tinged off to a twang in the corner. The site has settled and mellowed a bit into an old rumbling volcano, there's no real danger anymore. It's not the site, it's literally just how shit plays. I have printed screenshots that I used to post in the day of how old school shit was two year in. The lineage is as simple as Jeff and asked, I said can I bring in my guys, the guys I respect, the real guys, and that happened, to the point where at the height of my being here, it was only the best people I knew, not just pals and backpatters, the best people. I think that has followed through. The world has just gotten soft and bananas and truncated and for every pie to the face you're building in your heart, there's helmet or caveat or a sour dough walkway you can feel as you walk but still crumbles in the corners when you dance in old shoes.
 
Drunken Meat Fist said:
Hey, just cheers for the replies. I came in from somewhere else and sat down with myself in a little room under a lamp, started reading for a bit, and where I come from wasn't not a cool hang, good times, lota fun,...not a rave or snorting blow off lean whores, just a good pocket of time. It wasn't even the particularly the Rose/Carla fight, which I hated. I really like both those girls. The Oliveira weight debacle, took some huge wind out. I'm not a conspiracist (why is that spelled wrong/ my eyes are shit). I'm of the old mind that you don't have to explain or justify your love to anybody. Love may not be a rational thing, and even if it is or isn't, go fuck yourself. There's an old Burroughs quote that I like that
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William Burroughs is the shit.
Naked Lunch is my favorite.
 
Drunken Meat Fist said:
Cool. Didn't mean to come as just "Chill Out", I used to live here, for 16 years they paid me good money, and randomly, stupid cards when you check the mail with an actual thank you or X-mas card with a substantial personal check and letter saying thank you for what you do, just to really only look over things and keep shit in order, and bring in good people, which no matter how long i live, I will never get over that kindness. Nothing has changed through the years other than a pendulum swing, some of the vibrato has tinged off to a twang in the corner. The site has settled and mellowed a bit into an old rumbling volcano, there's no real danger anymore. It's not the site, it's literally just how shit plays. I have printed screenshots that I used to post in the day of how old school shit was two year in. The lineage is as simple as Jeff and asked, I said can I bring in my guys, the guys I respect, the real guys, and that happened, to the point where at the height of my being here, it was only the best people I knew, not just pals and backpatters, the best people. I think that has followed through. The world has just gotten soft and bananas and truncated and for every pie to the face you're building in your heart, there's helmet or caveat or a sour dough walkway you can feel as you walk but still crumbles in the corners when you dance in old shoes.
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Write on brother.
Anyone that don't understand...never will.
 
Drunken Meat Fist said:
At the level of the fights we pay to watch, all the money, titles, the amount that's on the line, futures, legacies, continental pride, to own your own gym and someday be that wise old reptile in a room full of younger people who just want or get a word of direction, ...there's that problem

And you didn't. ....or, you didn't make the weight in your Title Fight.

I think this is worth a moment to step back, not forever, or make excuses, or even next time, but just push everything back just for a second and remember. Apart from the money and prestige and life going around you. Two human beings have dedicated themselves to make it to this extreme level of discipline and sacrifice, be it for the sport, the money, the fame, whatever, and significant enough for the whole world over, people are paying to see you be the best.

The Olympics is sport to see who is the best.in their sport - This is actual one-on-one combat to take another person out, who was determined by others to be at least if not more than your equal, to find a winner between your close proximities. Winner is the one, no second prize. The air here is so rarified, that when a champion misses weight by part of a pound, or is locked so tight, any wrong move means you're a highlight reel or you're gonna be haunted and ridiculed for the rest of you life.

The fight was beyond shit. So Rose and Carla are shit. Oliveira has no heart, he crumbles every time he's struck flush by an attacking athlete the world has deemed to be the guy they want see him tested against next. This .... is...the ...person...the ...world of your sport... has chosen to be the one most worthy to beat you.

I don't love all sports, some. Most sports are leisure activity, and some you get paid for refining skills that are the equivalent of washing dishes or competitive interpretive dance, which, I'm gonna go ahead and say is fine. As long as I'm here, ...golf, tennis, bowling, darts, skeet, bobsled, ...sports that are considered dangerous only if you're stupid or cursed by the gods, is not a sport, it's a leisure activity you can do on your own and no one gives a shit.

To clarify, this isn't a 30% sport we love. It's my assessment that the definition of a sport is a competitive activity where someone has the potential to get seriously injured or killed, purposely in the clash of the game, or accident, ...or later through personal psychological adjustments to the immediate landscape.

With that in mind. Every hero we come to see or believe, is an elite human being who deserves our utmost respect on their lowest showing. If there's a pattern or egregiousness to the affront, okay, part of the game, take your lumps. And people put money down, so you have to be you the world expectation of you.
In nearly 50 fights, Cowboy Cerrone ate a wet Arby's roast beef and cheddar, that was actually a doordash Sticky Rick's pulled weigh-celebration prepork submarine-sandwich.

Cliffnotes, unless you're Drake, ease up, put on some music, get laid, and lighten up, just this go around. Jimmy Brooks still the man. ...And God Bless Tony Fergusson. The only fight meme that needs on a loop isn't how your face looks being kicked, his black eye dirty-dancing with life and laughter with his IV in the hospital should have it's own wing not just in the UFC but in the immortal history of fighting hall of fame.
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This is your most intelligible post yet.
 
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