Back in 2011, good times were on the horizon for the heavyweights. The big man division had always been the place for sloppy bruisers and terrible fights, and the organization had always dreamed hopelessly of a real heavyweight star. It hadn’t had one until Brock Lesnar thundered in from World Wrestling Entertainment.
Lesnar was huge and terrifying, too sour and asocial to ever be comfortable in the WWE, but he had found a taste for theatrics in the UFC, and for bashing people into pulp. With some early hiccups out of the way, he pretty much did this at will, until he faced Cain Velasquez in a title defense.