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Guida, dude…your head is leaking

Guida, dude…your head is leaking

Watching tonight’s fight was like watching Blanka trying to make a pitcher of cherry kool-aid…blindfolded. It’s like both dudes had sling-shots specially designed to fling blood at each other. Wasn’t it great how Guida just started screaming at the top of his lungs as he walked out to the octagon? It was like he just remembered he was human and got pissed off. That wasn’t him getting amped up, that was Guida de-evolving his genetic code to become absolute primal. That fight was everything that people said it was going to be. Maybe these same people borrowed my flux capicitor and took a voyage to tonight…but a few weeks ago (If so, I need it back as soon as possible). 

Really, the outcome is meaningless (rear naked choke by Florian) because that’s probably the most excitement any of us are going to see this weekend (I’m looking at you and your $20 cover Gentlemen’s Club). Wow, you know its a fight when Clay Guida nearly crowd dives in the audience before he even steps in the cage. This loss tonight is the same as Blanka losing a round in Street Fighter. Yeah it sucks for a while, but there’s always that quarter in your back pocket. For Guida, that quarter was the can of rawesomeade he drank before tonight’s fight. Rawesomeade, coming to a refrigerator near you (then exploding in your face).

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