Sorry for the silence today, guys. I heard the news that Rashad Evans was tapped to replace Shogun against Liddell and I sunk into a deep depression from which there was barely any escape. It took Jake entering into my mind ala ‘The Cell’ to unravel the madness and bring me out of my funk.
And while the above story may or may not be true, the simple fact is this was some seriously shitty news to get this morning. I’d rather find rat shit in my coffee or a cockroach in my cereal. At least then I’d feel better about it after I brushed my teeth. But no. It had to be Rashad Evans fighting Chuck Liddell. That’s the kind of suck no amount of brushing or scrubbing can wash away.
And the funny thing is, I know I should be happy. Rashad Evans is going to get his head knocked off. While Jardine was more of a striker, Evans is a wrestler. AKA tailor made for Chuck to destroy. So why the hell am I upset? I just hate Rashad Evans that much.
Perhaps it’s that he embodies the problem with the UFC’s booking issues lately. Non-title cards are becoming more regular, and this will be the second time that Rashad is the wanker the UFC has tapped to headline a card. In my opinion, if it ain’t a belt fight, it better still be a huge fucking fight. And while Chuck Liddell matters, Rashad Evans certainly doesn’t.