Kid Yamamoto wrestled in the same Tempe, Arizona high-school that my ex-girlfriend went to back in the day. So I guess that makes Kid Yamamoto and I practically related. Maybe the next time I find myself in Tokyo, I could crash on his sofa and dig through his fridge. We’re family, that’s what family members do. You guys wouldn’t understand, it’s cool. It’s tough being related to perhaps one of the greatest featherweights to ever grace the sport. After two straight losses since his injury, Kid Yamamoto must have listened to what Enson Inoue told him about his father. Technically, that would be like my Step-Uncle and no, I do not think he is ‘a virus‘.
When Kid came into the cage tonight at Dream 14, it was like backslapping your heart with a studded glove and then danging it above a Bic lighter. Maybe not that intense, but if you weren’t on edge when Kid Yamamoto touched gloves with Federico Lopez then you probably don’t have a pulse (or were asleep when it all went down). If Kid lost tonight, it would be the equivalent of Rome falling in the course of a few minutes. The MMA world wouldn’t have been ready for it. The metaphorical levees would have broke and it would have been an absolute ecological disaster. Fortunately, Kid Yamamoto brutalized Lopez in ways that are probably illegal in some mid-western states. Props to Kid on his win and feel free to continue to run the greatest steakhouse in the history of steakhouses.