UFC193: 1/10
Seeing two women violently belting the crap out of each other is not my idea of sport.
On Sunday 60,000 bloodthirsty fans packed into Melbourne’s Etihad Stadium and got what they paid for. Blood and thunder.
Millions more watched it on pay television around the world.
Holly Holm stopped the *previously unbeatable Ronda Rousey with a left kick to the head followed by three rights to a semiconscious opponent on the canvas before the referee stepped in.
This “contest” had everything — kicking, punching, kneeing, elbowing and stomping.
I normally enjoy women’s sport. Outside of the NRL grand final, the best contest I’ve seen all year was the heart-stopping netball grand final between the Swifts and Firebirds in Brisbane.
The best sports story of the year was Michelle Payne *brilliantly winning the Melbourne Cup.
But Sunday’s fight made me feel sick. The same as the last time I watched UFC two years ago.
The main support bout was just as bad. The battered face and puffed eyes of Valerie Letourneau after five brutal rounds with Joanna Jedrzejczyk said it all. I’m glad the main fight didn’t last much longer than the one round.
It was a relief to flick back to Channel 9 for the cricket. It might have been boring but at least I could invite the wife and kids back into the lounge room.
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