The latest chapter in the Randy Couture saga comes not with a bang, but with a strange ambiguous whimper. No comebacks. No legal threats. No running off to work for another company. No Fedor. Just a weird “Everything is good but no I’m still not coming back“:
“We’ve cleared the air, and hopefully we’ll move forward with some sort of relationship,” Couture said. “I’ve got a lot of fighters and a lot of things that hinge around mixed martial arts and the UFC as well. I want to continue to work with them and I think that they want to continue to work with me, so we’ll figure out how that happens.”
“I think more than anything at this stage of things I want to slow down a little bit,” Couture said. “I’ve been burning it for three or four years now – I want to take some time and go on a vacation, spend some time with my wife. We’ve been married a year now and we’ve been together very, very little in that year; it’s been crazy. It’s been difficult on us. I’ve got a nice house and I don’t even get to spend any time in it hardly, so take a little time now and just smell the roses so to speak.”
I think the overall translation of all this is “It’s not worth fighting the UFC juggernaut, especially since my entire life is entwined with the company.” Fighting the UFC when you’re Randy Couture would be like punching your Siamese twin in the kidney you share. Which sucks because Randy’s Siamese twin is an evil bastard who deserves a few whacks.