Watched UFC 127 with some buddies Saturday night and was entertained, but confused. Always figured in this manliest sports featuring bloody knockouts and tap-out surrenders they'd fight to the death -- or at least until someone won.
In the main event B.J. Penn rocked Jon Fitch with a couple of early takedowns, but with the way Fitch so dominated the third round I thought he clearly won the fight. So did Penn, who afterward in the ring basically called himself lucky to get a draw. For the final five minutes Fitch basically pinned and pummeled Penn with non-stop piston punches from close range.
It was like death by a thousand paper cuts. Except that -- in the three judges' opinion -- Penn didn't die.
I hate draws in soccer and boxing and, well, everything. Imagine a Miss America pageant with co-winners. A Super Bowl without overtime, ending in a tie. American Idol(s). It just feels so incomplete and unfulfilling.
It didn't, however, take away from an entertaining night in which we also learned that...More »