Living in Ireland and covering combat sports for a living, you’d think I’d rejoice in a malnourished MMA weekend that allows for a full night’s sleep, but you’d be wrong.
Over a decade of diminished dozing has taught me that it isn’t a choice. It’s a sickness. And nothing has highlighted that sickness quite like realizing Saturday was supposed to mark GFL’s debut. On a weekend light on MMA, the freak-show loving hardcore crowd I proudly belong to would’ve been glued to our screens.
The pièce de résistance of this meme-fueled double-header was Tony Ferguson vs. Dillon Danis — a bout that doesn’t quite reach the giddy morbid highs of Eddie Hall vs.