I was hooked. I actually stayed up for four hours after the boyfriend passed out and watched the entire series of fights over again, even rewinding and slow-motioning through several parts. I’m not sure how he and the kids slept through all of my yelling.

Here are my thoughts about my favorite fights of the night. Keep in mind that I am a UFC over-opinionated newbie female.

Akiyama Vs. Belcher
Akiyama is a little Japanese dude that is apparently a BIG DEAL in his homeland not only in fighting, but also acting, music and modeling. I found it quite funny that the announcers actually referred to him by his nickname “Sexyama” and noted that he was “quite an attractive man.” (LOL) In the first round, Akiyama took a swift kick to the twins that crumpled him to the mat. I’m not a guy and I was in pain for him. He quickly recovered and was throwing roundhouse kicks that could embarrass Jackie Chan. I was impressed. To everyone’s surprise, Sexyama was named the winner. Personally, I agree with the rest of the world that Belcher was robbed of the victory. Maybe the judges were giving out sympathy points for groin kicks… I don’t really know.

St. Pierre Vs. Alves
All I can really say about this match is that Georges St. Pierre pulled his groin half way through this match and still won standing up. And he had very nice red shorts… *ahem*

Henderson Vs. Bisping
This was the fight that sold me on UFC. It was like watching a bloody soap opera. Michael Bisping is a mouthy, trash-talking, ADHD fighter who is apparently like the Michael Jordan of MMA in England. Listening to him talk reminded me of Brad Pitt’s character in Snatch… you couldn’t freakin’ understand him without the subtitles! Bisping has gone on and on for months about how he was going to knock out America’s two-time Olympian, Dan Henderson. Henderson has seemed to just take the trash-talking in stride simply saying, “I’ll use my fist to shut his mouth.” Well, he did. In round two Henderson cold-clocked Bisping sending him to the mat in oblivion. Then, for good measure, he nailed him once more while he was unconscious. It took Bisping about 3 minutes to regain consciousness. When he woke up he kept asking over and over, “What happened?” I couldn’t help but think of Chris Tucker in Friday… “You got knocked the #*@& out!”

The big story of the night was the heavyweight fight between Brock Lesnar and Frank Mir. Basically Brock Lesnar is an angry, self-obsessed tank that just parked on top of Frank Mir and bashed his face in until the referee was forced to end the fight. That was no fun to watch. If size hadn’t been a factor and Lesnar hadn’t fought like the fat kid sitting on the band geek in order to win, I think Frank Mir would’ve slaughtered him. And geez… could Lesnar be any more of a douche? He flipped off the fans. Who does that?

Well… now I think I’ve blogged about everything under the sun. While ESPN may never hire me for commentary, I might have to make a regular occurrence of the “eL.’s UFC Wrap Up”. Who knows… maybe I can attract some more female fans. After all, any good woman worth her thongs can appreciate this: