I’ve never seen the point to boxing. Two men punching each other seems pointless to me and downright boring when you get down to it. But I’ll admit I was an avid pro-wrestling fan when I was a kid, based solely on the showmanship of it.
When it comes to the UFC’s mixed martial arts fights I’ve just never understood the allure. It just seems like boxing’s dorky little brother to me. None the less, I fired up the 2010 St-Pierre vs Koscheck fight from Montreal on Netflix this afternoon. I figured at least I’d have a pony in this race based solely on St-Pierre’s Canadian citizenship.
I also figured that since MMA is a rather new sport on the world stage that it would be filled with any, and every, dude who likes to start a bar fight. But no, these guys really know what they’re doing. They’re in top athletic form, switch between fighting styles on a dime and have to constantly defend against an ever changing opponent. St-Pierre alone is a black belt in just about anything that has one, as well as a top wrestler and boxer.
Sure, the whole thing is wrapped up in the same pomp-and-circumstance that the WWF uses to hype its fights. At the end of each fight though the ruse is pretty much up when you see the respect that the fighters show each other. It’s downright homoerotic the way that they embrace each other afterwards, and they really seem to have nothing but nice things to say about each other, even as blood drips off them.
I’ll fully admit that my preconceptions of this sport were completely wrong. In fact, after watching the title belt I went back and watched all of the matches that came before. I even found myself yelling at the screen a few times and audibly gasping at a quick turnaround in the fight.
I can just imagine how much more intense it would be seeing something like this in a live venue.