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It seems Jose Aldo won’t even be given a chance to clean out the cobwebs from his epic war with Chad Mendes last weekend before we start discussing who he will face next. While the crowd vote seems to be swaying in the way of a fast-talking Irishman wid da finest suits money can buy, the MMA media almost unanimously agree that
whatever Daddy Dana says is fine Cub Swanson, should he defeat Frankie Edgar at Fight Night 57 next month, would undoubtedly establish himself as the division’s true #1 contender.
Chuck Mindenhall wrote a great piece about the prospect of giving Conor McGregor the next title shot over at MMAFighting, but that was before McGregor was booked to take on Dennis Siver in Boston on January 18th*. Swanson, on the other hand, took to Twitter following Aldo’s victory to ensure fans that he would be given the next title shot “as long as he won his fight against Edgar.”
Unfortunately for Swanson, a verbal agreement for a title shot doesn’t mean sh*t when you’ve got a bonafide star like McGregor waiting in the wings. In his post-scrum interview with Ariel Helwani at UFC 179, Dana White declared that “If everything goes to plan, then we can probably have a fight between [McGregor and Aldo] in the summer.” Not only does this statement directly contradict the title fight Swanson was apparently promised, but it really doesn’t say much for how the UFC feels Siver’s chances are against McGregor either.
It’s a clusterfuck of a situation, basically, but it’s times like these when the voice of *true* reason needs to be heard. We’re talking about the voice of MMA fans so hardcore that they only a follow an uncredentialed blog full of UFC-hating hacks, posers, and h8rs. We’re talking about fans who read a blog that pulls no punches except for when they are forced to by threat of legal action. We’re talking about MMA fans who read a blog that was quoted by The New Yorker and Jezebel this year and not once paused to brag about it. They are called…the Taters.
Join us after the jump to vote in our poll, Taters, lest your humorous insight and spot-on analysis of the featherweight title picture go unheard.