(“Then it’s settled: I’ll win the first fight, you’ll win the rematch, and Chael will win the rubber-match via surprise run-in after blinding the referee.”)
During our typical mid-afternoon routine of checking out Brazilian
porn sites sport sites and using Google translate to help us out with comprehension — some Brazilian things don’t need translation, but some do — we stumbled across the latest vague and too-good-to-be-true Anderson Silva fight news. Recently, we had a tease about Silva finally fighting the rightful number one contender to his belt, and yesterday we read that, according to “The Spider,” he wants to face UFC light heavyweight champ Jon Jones this year.
SportTV says that last Wednesday Anderson told a bunch of Brazilian cats that he expects to fight Jones this year in New York City but that the bout would need to be a non-title, catch-weight affair. Apparently, fighting James Irvin, Stephan Bonnar, and former champ Forrest Griffin at light-heavyweight is one thing, but fighting the biggest and best talent we’ve ever seen in the division at 205 is another.
Given that nothing appears to be signed and that Jones has the small matter of defending his belt first against wronged pizza baron Chael Sonnen this spring, we can’t get too excited about this development. Still, Anderson’s reported comments paint him as perhaps more amenable to a fight against Jones than he has ever been before.
I’m willing to bet that if Silva wins his next bout, Jones wins his, Georges St. Pierre wins his, and everyone stays healthy [Ed. note: Way to jinx everybody, Elias], the middleweight champ would indeed fight one of them. Everything leading up to that — the Sam and Diane-esque “will they, won’t they?” drama of overtures and refusals — is just a way for all involved to make sure they get taken care of financially by the UFC.
What do you say, Potato Nation? Do you even have the energy to care anymore?