It was a war of attrition. It was the perfect MMA fight. It was a total Lyoto Machida fight. It was a complete showing of Crees Weidman’s impressive skills. Never mind Crees Weidman’s almost incomprehensible victories over Anderson Silva, this was the W that sealed him as an undeniable champion. If time is a flat circle, Weidman is someone who is going to be wearing that belt around his waist for a length of time that I can’t even comprehend.
Yeah, Machida made the fight fun as hell, and had Crees backing up against the figurative ropes more than once, but let’s be honest, what we’re seeing now is a martial arts lab experiment growing lifelong grapplers into badass strikers, and no one can stop them.
I doubted Crees Weidman, but it’s now impossible. The man is an incredible fighter. Sure, he isn’t flashy, he isn’t particularly interesting, but he’s going to kill all of our heroes with ease over the next few years, isn’t he?
Jacare and Mousasi, of course, have other plans for that.
For now, we raise our glass of urine that we chilled in preparation for a Lyoto win. Well done, Mr. Weidman.