MMA

“It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.”-Mark Twain
In one time or another I think everybody felt a sense of intimidation by a person whether it was consisciously or not. When we feel that sense of fear heightened by excitement, a million thoughts run across our head. Flight versus fight, which instinct do you use to win in this situation. Anyone can talk the talk but who can walk the walk? Many “don’t believe it until they see it, ” so is that why we feign the impossible? Is that what MMA represents in the worlds we vicariously live by? To be entertained by nature’s dominant way and to become the king of the jungle. As testosterone levels escalate, men compete to settle who’s the best of the best in the most humanistic way possible. By gaining pride and respect from others, especially your peers, this gives the fighter the impression of alpha male status. By being entertained in this spectator sport, we get addicted to the emotional story that identifies within us. To see physical stature not compete with the skills of the specialized and to witness the unthinkable to the luck of the game, humoring the bystanders with unbelievable outcomes. As the popularity of mixed martial arts achieve All American sport level, how will or did it get to that status?
“I only want to be known as the best ever. Is that too much to ask?” – BJ Penn