I met Ricardo Arona....

[Freezing_Moon]

... in a dream.

Seriously, it was the weirdest fucking dream. He was hanging around the train station near my house so I invited him back to drink vodka. I remember telling him how when I first got into MMA I really respected all the strikers like Igor Vov because they seemed more exciting but now I think guys who have amazing positioning and ground control are the best. I was actually thinking "Why the fuck am I saying this bullshit?" in my dream, and then I said that I thought he was robbed in the second Wand fight, which is also a lie.

I woke up disappointed with myself. Would I really cave in like that in real life? I would hope not. Curse you Ricardo Arona for visiting my dreams and somehow lay n' praying my subconscious into respecting you.


On a side note this is probably in the wrong forum. Nevermind. Sorry mods.

[HolyRamenEmpire]

You bring up a sort of important point in mma. The fan psychology. Most posters talk about the fighters side of the sport. But perhaps rarely do the fan side get a proper spot light.

The whole phenomenon of people liking to watch "sports" is an interesting sociological subject. And in that field, there's the subject of "direct interaction between a fan and a fighter".

A lot of fans get to meet the fighters in person. And the usual outcome is either "he was a nice guy" or "he was sort of an ass" with a few footnotes about "his size", "his shape", "his entourage".

The general tendency seems to be that the impressions people get are expressed in rather shallow or exaggerated terms.

And when a fan meets a fighter he's not so favorable of or don't know that much about, there seems to be a slight "kiss ass" distortion.

Why?

Perhaps it's a survival instinct.

How many people are courageous enough to tell Arona, "you bore me with your lay and pray", or "why the hell did you rub Sak's eye with your fingers, naughty boy?".

I mean, I'm not an Arona hater... I was supportive of him until the day I saw him doing the rubba-dubba-do on Sak's eyes.

But hell, you meet Tito, and how many will tell him "you're over-rated, you'll never beat Chuck, and you keep wanting to fight Ken because you know you can kick his ass".

I've been inspired by Royce, I respect him, but how many people will tell him, "you haven't progressed much, you're outdated, you should retire or else go grapple in the adcc"?

First of all, I think most people have two sides to themselves. The side we are okay or great with, and the side we don't like that much.

It can be hard to be both aware and content.

What's the bottom line...

I also hope I'll be as real as possible when I meet fighters...

If I meet Arona... I don't know... It's a difficutl case... I'd ask him about his workout routine... and maybe, maybe ask him about his unnecessary fingering of Saku...

No ass kissing... no ass kissing...

;)

[Freezing_Moon]

Well you're an inspiration to me, or specifically to my dream representative who I am thoroughly ashamed of.

I would hope you could do better. I think most people wouldn't bring up those touchy subjects out of courtesy. First and foremost, regardless of what I think of Arona's awful tactics against Sakuraba, his lack of poise in interviews, his whining after losses and his interminable ground based technique, I am grateful that he is out there as an athelete, doing well and I would consider myself an ass if the first time I met him I insulted him.

However maybe if he and I were kind of friends, as in my bizarre dream where we were drinking together, I would hope I could tell him what I consider to be his weaknesses.

If I knew Paul Filho I would kick him in the nuts though.

[FieldingMellish]

If I knew Paul Filho I would kick him in the nuts though.

That may well be the most profound, life-afirming thing I've ever read.

And certainly among the funniest things I've seen of late.

[Cracked_Knuckle]

I think if I met Arnold I wouldn't ask if his heart probs were due to his steriod shootings. I wouldn't tell Tom Cruise I think his bent nose makes him look fucking retarded. I doubt I would tell Bas to learn English grammar a bit better after commentating for so fucking long. I know I wouldn't tell Akebono the ripples of fat along the back of his neck when Remy kicked him nearly made me puke on my computa. Not that I wouldn't be thing any a these things, but I would hope to have a bit more respect for them as a person than to insult them the first time I met them.

But, if Arona offered to let me come n watch him roll with Filho I think Id politely tell him, no fucking way. Those two rolling around on the mat together would get way to homo for me to deal with. :D

[Jofeljoh!]

I also had a weird dream about fighters lol; Somehow I was on the streets somewhere, and there were Andy Souwer and Kraus, telling people to come to Souwers bar. There was a fight of him showing, and we had to watch it;

Well oke, so I was going there. I had a crutch, because in my former adventure (don't ask) I had a busted kneecap. Anyway, so I was there in that bar, Souwer walking around. Then I went to buy a drink, and suddenly Kraus comes to me and say what the hell I was doing here. So I just said I wanted to buy a drink, nothing more. Then he tells me that I had to leave because I was a risk for trouble?? I was too big and had a crutch, so I had to go. Well, he just threw me out and, like IRL, I just stayed laidback and didn't make any troubles (too bad, in dreams you can kick some serious ass!).

Well, I was still in WTF!-mode, so I was a little pissed, I was invited by Souwer himself after all. Because I was kicked out at the back of the complex, I had to walk all around it to get at the front entrance. And that was a freaking long walk with a busted kneecap damn!

Anyway, no climax, I got back in there and talked to Souwer and Kraus again, and now it was allright.

Then I woke up and thought: what a weird dream lol

[Cracked_Knuckle]

Confession time. What chemicals produced such reams? :p