In 1993, you didn't get to pick who you fought.
You sent in your application to fight whoever they threw in front of you, and not a single fuck was given WHO you would have to face.
You walked that aisle, and you fought them...
and to become the ULTIMATE FIGHTER, you also had to fight two more times that same night against whoever the fuck else...
and nobody complained about weight, training camps, TRT, or anything else....
you just fought.
In 2012, everything has gone to shit.
Silver spoons, and glitter reign supreme in our current UFC.
Get used to it guys.
It will get WORSE before it gets better.
OLD UFC NEVER DIE 