I don’t want to be writing this article. I don’t want you to watch BJ Penn breaking down and crying when talking about his career. I care about you, like I care about BJ. Or maybe we should look at BJ with a different set of eyes, thankful and compassionate. We’re not crying for you, BJ, we’re crying with you. Your career defined what an MMA fighter was at a time when the sport was about to die. The sport has passed you by, but you marched to the beat of your own drum and did it your way.
Someone asked how we’ll look back on BJ’s career, his 16-10-2 record. This man lost better than anyone in the history of combat sports. His trilogy with Hughes, the GSP feud, Frankie x3, he lost to Lyoto Machida at middleweight and of course, Jens. He passed the torch to MacDonald and Diaz like only he could, and while Diaz is gone, maybe Rory can keep the flame alive.
And now the article is done, and I have to get to embedding this damn video of BJ Penn’s emotional final UFC press conference that you shouldn’t watch because it’s just too damn painful.
