First off lets give a big round of applause for Heath Herring and his stellar ability to finish fights. You know when that man smells blood he just goes after it like a great white shark. Way to go in for the kill Heath you dumb sack of shit. I swear all was wrong in the universe for those few seconds Heath had Big Nog rocked to bajesus and back. Good thing my man Yves “Let ‘em Fight” Lavigne was reffing and not that useless twat Herb Dean.

If you go to the UFC’s official website you can see the post fight press conference where you can see Rashad Evans acting like a cry baby shit eater. He accuses Tito Ortiz of just laying on top of him the entire time. Guess what Rashad, how in the hell did you win your first 13 fights dick bag? He then asks Tito to remove his sunglasses to show the damage done to his face. Yeah Rashad, that happens when you stab someone with your thumbnail you piece of shit. If anything that nappy headed bastard should be thanking Tito for grabbing onto the fence and getting a point deducted.

Every single 155 pounder on the planet should be shitting themselves after seeing Sean Sherk’s performance. It’s apparent that guy doesn’t need oxygen flowing to his brain like a normal human as evident by the first guillotine choke he was put in. The guy even tried diving at Hermes Franca’s knees at the beginning of almost every round to knock himself out, but just couldn’t do it. The only person that even has a prayer of beating Sherk at 155 is BJ Penn, but I sure as hell am not betting for Penn to win that one.

Marquardt got his shit pushed in, and Rich Franklin looked like he was so happy he put on a pair of adult diapers before that fight so he wouldn’t ruin his pants. Anderson’s gonna be wearing that belt for a while unless Dan Henderson decides to come back down, or Paulo Filho destroys everyone in the WEC and comes over.