Welterweight has always felt like the division of champions. I know. That sounds a little too basic. What I mean is that the champs tend to stick around. The champs tend to establish more than just gold around the waist, but rich history. Pat Miletich stuck around as champ. Matt Hughes stuck around as champ. Georges St-Pierre was a GOAT among men. Over the last five years, we’ve had one contender to follow in those footsteps briefly (Tyron Woodley), a pretender (Colby Covington), and someone who profiles like the welterweights of yore in Kamaru Usman.
So what does any of this mean?