While I have no practical experience in MMA other than being a fan, (and so the old cliché goes) I have a few friends that do. One of the most connected to the industry is a guy that I’ll call Fight Guru. Fight Guru, in addition to being a marketing whiz and damn decent individual, works for one of the best-connected MMA websites in the world. The man usually has a 24-48 hour heads up on just about everything in the industry besides whose going to win the fights. He is also not known for pulling punches or with holding opinions that might burst peoples bubbles and send them crashing back down to Earth.
A short excerpt of an online chat we had about a week ago.
Me: imgoingtofightmyboss.blogspot.com, I’m not kidding about this dude. I’m really going to fight this fucker.
FG: Hang on let me check this out (about five minutes later) AHAHAHAHAHA! Wow, what a dick.
Me: You have no idea man. Seriously, dude, I am going to fight him. And I’m going to put him on the ground and keep hitting him till someone pulls me off him.
We go back and forth for a bit until he points out a major stumbling block in my thinking.
FG: Wait a second he’s how big?
Me: Just under 6’ and like 210-215, at least that’s what he says he is. He looks it too man. He’s definitely not a fat ass, and he’s pretty quick, but he’s not what I’d call solid.
FG: And he’s being doing Martial Arts for how long?
Me: Like 20 something years man, might be closer to 30.
FG: Dude the man is 210lbs and you weight like, what 160 something?
Me: 155, I got on the scale today.
FG: He’s a Light Heavy Weight with decades of experience man; you’re a lightweight with less than five. I don’t know Boss Fighter…
Me: (weakly, even for an IM) I’m going to try and bulk up to 170 by fight time
FG: Oh…
With 351 days until I want this all to go down here’s the point I’m at:
1. I still really want to do this, despite the height, weight, and experience difference
2. The reality is I better find a huge hole in his game and/or magically shit world class instruction between now and fight time.
Fight Guru’s point is crux of all of this. Even if I can bulk up 15lbs in the next year (very doable) while still keeping my quickness and speed (might not be as doable), I’d still be giving up 40-50lbs to a guy who is leaps and bound more experienced than I am. Sections of the gym fellate his ego with the dozens of point sparing and kata trophies he’s won all over the country.
I’ve got a few heavy bags, as much conditioning equipment as I need, the Crossfit workout of the day, and a burning desire to put Mr. MMA on his ass.
I. Don’t Care. I am still going put him on his ass.
If this was a script coming out of Hollywood I’m sure they’d write me in a happy ending. I’m counting on the “don’t ever quit” mantra that the Army drilled into my head. That and a hope that someone can answer the following question:
Anyone out there got BJ Penn’s phone number?
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