The Ultimate Fighter
Reality shows are bullshit. Fortunately, I've never had the displeasure of watching most of them.
Those that I have made me wish I had spent the time crashing my head into a wall. Less brain cells would have been lost.
Except, of course, for "The Ultimate Fighter".
Background: Sixteen budding middleweights and light heavyweights fight for a chance to win a contract in the Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC). The UFC is an organization featuring fighters from across the globe that engage in mixed martial arts combat inside the famous "Octagon".
All the fighters are divided between two teams, one coached by UFC light heavyweight champion Randy Coutore, and the other by equally celebrated Chuck Lidell. All participants live, eat, and sleep inside the same house.
At the end of the show, two men fight. The loser is eliminated.
What is so entertaining about this show? Usually, it's the fights themselves. Drunk hobos living in the gutters would beat most "Ultimate Fighter" participants. Throwing a punch, executing a basic takedown, or performing anything involving the legs are all foreign concepts to the contestants.
They fight like female drug addicts.
Roars of laughter can be heard whenever my father and I view this program.
Of course, there are exceptions. Diego Sanchez, a middleweight, seems to possess certain basic fighting abilities.
He has fought twice so far. Each fight lasted under a minute. Ringside doctors were concerned both times.
Then again, there is a human element to this drama. Whether it be stealing clothes from team members, punching down the doors of the house in raging hysterics, getting hopelessy wasted, or insulting each other, these guys have it covered.
This show makes up for the $5 I once pitched in for the Chuck Lidell-Tito Ortiz PPV.
Almost.
Those that I have made me wish I had spent the time crashing my head into a wall. Less brain cells would have been lost.
Except, of course, for "The Ultimate Fighter".
Background: Sixteen budding middleweights and light heavyweights fight for a chance to win a contract in the Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC). The UFC is an organization featuring fighters from across the globe that engage in mixed martial arts combat inside the famous "Octagon".
All the fighters are divided between two teams, one coached by UFC light heavyweight champion Randy Coutore, and the other by equally celebrated Chuck Lidell. All participants live, eat, and sleep inside the same house.
At the end of the show, two men fight. The loser is eliminated.
What is so entertaining about this show? Usually, it's the fights themselves. Drunk hobos living in the gutters would beat most "Ultimate Fighter" participants. Throwing a punch, executing a basic takedown, or performing anything involving the legs are all foreign concepts to the contestants.
They fight like female drug addicts.
Roars of laughter can be heard whenever my father and I view this program.
Of course, there are exceptions. Diego Sanchez, a middleweight, seems to possess certain basic fighting abilities.
He has fought twice so far. Each fight lasted under a minute. Ringside doctors were concerned both times.
Then again, there is a human element to this drama. Whether it be stealing clothes from team members, punching down the doors of the house in raging hysterics, getting hopelessy wasted, or insulting each other, these guys have it covered.
This show makes up for the $5 I once pitched in for the Chuck Lidell-Tito Ortiz PPV.
Almost.
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