I would sincerely wish that we all collectively move on from this experience. Never before have I watched a fight, then have a horrible feeling of depression. Not the same depression as watching Chris Weidman get battered by Luke Rockhold, or Robbie Lawler get dropped by Woodley. No, this was a very special depression.
All the credit to Mr Brooks hanging in there, and Mr Jackson for getting to feel like Anderson Silva for a little bit, but that was a very sad fight. Was it bad? Yup, but sad fight is a neat scenario. Watching two fighters, whom it became quite clear from the first exchange, were put in a huge spotlight, only serving to highlight their disadvantages. Season that with only commentary that only Rogan can deliver “Well, he has heart, he could have quit in between rounds.” “If I was a conspiraxy theorist, I’d say someone paid Mike Jackson to keep this fight going.” That was truly unique.
Thank goodness that The Reaper and the Soldier of God revived my faith in MMA there at the end. Almost poetic, almost, were those nicknames.