The “Face Turn” of Woodley

 

I’d like to begin by apologising to the MMA purists for the title of this piece, some of you guys hate it when I use pro-wrestling terminology in MMA posts.  Having said that, you have to admit, it seems the tide has begun to turn on the way the MMA community perceives Tyron Woodley.  The reigning welterweight champion has finally begun to get his dues from fans and the press.  I’d be a liar if I sat here and told you guys I felt this change in attitude is long overdue.  Hell, I myself struggled to warm to the man outside the cage, even though I have the utmost respect for his craft within it…so what’s changed I hear you ask?  Let me explain.

The general consensus on Tyron Woodley since the Wonderboy rematch was; T-Wood is a boring fighter who loves to moan.  I’ve always found the ‘boring fighter’ tag massively unfair.  I appreciate the Maia fight wasn’t the most exhilarating and the aforementioned Wonderboy rematch didn’t live up to the excitement of the first time they fought.  However, we also need to appreciate the first Woodley Vs Thompson fight did win the fight of the night bonus, as well as the fact T-Wood won the strap by ruthlessly knocking out Robbie Lawler (see what I did there? 😉)

Indeed, before he challenged for the belt, Woodley was billed as an explosive, powerful and fast fighter with monstrous KO power.  So why were we so quick to tar Woodley with the ‘boring’ brush?

I genuinely believe, Woodley’s inability to connect with the fans perpetuated the narrative of him being a boring fighter.  I remember listening to Woodley during press-conferences and interviews, after winning the belt, continually knit-pick and moan.  If it wasn’t about being promoted incorrectly, it was the fact he wasn’t being offered the ‘big money’ fights.  That’s not how I want my champions to conduct themselves!

I’m not here to pass judgement or even comment on the validity of the issues he raised around race and treatment by the UFC, that’s a whole different topic and several cans of worms.  The issue I had was the way he chose to do so.  Constant.  A constant barrage of focusing on external influences on the core of the situation – fighting to remain the best in the world.  I very rarely heard T-Wood speak positively about being the champion or about the sport itself, and that’s where the disparity between fans and champion formed.

During the build-up to the Till fight, however, we saw a different T-Wood.  A Woodley with a “Fuck it” attitude.  A Woodley that knew the deck was stacked against him, but he had the confidence and self-belief to overcome the odds.  A Woodley that knew the UFC wanted him to lose the title but guess what, he wasn’t going to let that happen.

This attitude shone through in his media engagements.  No more moaning and no more acknowledgement of his perceived mistreatment by the UFC.  Just a single-minded focus on beating up a formidable opponent.  We saw a man who kept his cards close to his chest and spoke in a calculated manner using words doused in self-belief forming a compelling argument about why he will remain the UFC Welterweight Champion of the World.

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We all know how the fight played out, (If you don’t, why have you even read this far?) and the performance by T-Wood was fitting of the persona of the man during fight week; confident, assured, measured and dominant.

Dana White’s absence from the post-fight press conference after taking every opportunity to berate Woodley before the fight spoke volumes.  It became a news story.  ‘Why didn’t Dana show?’  ‘Is it because he doesn’t want to compliment Woodley?’  ‘Is it because he called Woodley boring before the fight?’  ‘Is it because he said fans don’t like him but there were strong chants of “U-S-A” in support of him during the fight?’  Fact is we don’t know why he chose to give it a miss, but uncle Dana’s absence helped with the shift in attitude towards Tyron Woodley.  A sense of injustice consumed members of MMA media and they set about the journey I’ve been on during this piece; trying to understand why T-Wood was downplayed and misjudged as a champion and as a fighter.

I’m about to use a pro wrestling analogy so MMA purists, skip this paragraph.  We are basically at the precipice of when Vince McMahon (Dana White) began his feud with Stone Cold Steve Austin (Tyron Woodley).  Stone Cold was a bad guy who didn’t ‘turn’ good.  His actions remained largely the same.  It’s the fans that started to understand and get behind him.  The fans chose him and cheered him, making him a “face” by proxy.

Woodley is at this precise crossroad and the best thing about it is the fact the UFC have the perfect opponent In Colby Covington to help push Woodley further into the good graces of the MMA community.  it’s just so obvious. A ‘lay-up’ as our American friends like to call an easy opportunity to positively influence a situation.  Queue an Instagram post next week confirming Woodley’s next title defence in February next year in a random city in the States against Kamaru Usman 😐.

Was Thompson Vs Till A Let-Down?

A week removed from the homecoming of the proud scouser Darren Till, A lot’s been made of the events preceding the fight and a load of opinions shared about the bout itself.

If you’re reading this, chances are you’re fully up to speed with the chain of events that took place during the weigh-ins and the resulting negotiations where parameters were set to ensure the fight went ahead.  As Gennady Golovkin would say, that in itself was a ‘big drama show’.

So, Till missed weight.  We all know it’s a gruelling task that comes with extremely high mental and physical demands.  Fuck, I wish I could cut weight.  I’m sat in my back-garden typing this with my legs perched on a plastic chair identical to the one I’m sat on.  Using my lap as a table for my laptop, as I look towards the screen, I can see the rotundness of my belly in my periphery.  I digress.

We were told by the athletic commission guy at the eleventh hour of the two-hour weigh-in window, Darren Till had indeed been allowed a further hour to hit the scales due to extenuating circumstances.  I must admit, I was watching this unfold live on a YouTube stream and the cynic in me couldn’t help but feel…well…cynical.  The hometown hero, the big draw, the main event of the card and he hadn’t weighed in yet.  Then, all of a sudden, “extenuating circumstances” emerge.

Sometimes, a fighter missing weight is down to bad discipline or poor planning which doesn’t reflect well upon said athlete’s desire or will to win.  Not on this occasion.  It seems the circumstances in which Till was making the weight cut were indeed extenuating.  Although Till and Dana White tried to keep the precise reason private, Joe Rogan let it slip during his fight companion which is why I don’t feel the need to condemn the man.

The pre-fight hoopla successfully negotiated, it was now time for the main card to kick-off, safe in the knowledge our main event was still intact.  I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed by the atmosphere in the Echo Arena.  Having watched many big nights of boxing take place at that venue, I suppose I was expecting a wall of noise throughout the event.  I think this is largely down to a lack of hometown fighters on the card.  To add to this, Molly McCann, the only other scouse fighter suffered a 2nd round submission lost.  This was a prelim fight so it may have sucked some of the energy out the place.  Who knows.

As the pre-fight promo thing rolled for the main event, I remember feeling quite nervous.  Fuck knows why.  I wanted Till to win but deep down I wasn’t sure if he could.  As his music hit and we saw the first images of him making the walk, the crowd woke up.  It finally felt like I was watching a fight at the Echo Arena.

Till pulled a masterstroke by veering away from his usual entrance music and going with Neil Diamond’s ‘Sweet Caroline’.  Till isn’t stupid.  The song is played on every single one of Eddie Hearn’s Matchroom boxing events as a precursor to the main event.  Irrespective of the city or arena, he will have seen everyone in attendance on their feet, singing along with arms raised in the air.

This occasion was no different.  The crowd was electric.  You don’t see this kind of thing on an American show unless of course Conor McGregor is fighting and he’s bought half of Ireland with him.  I was quite glad there was a yank on the commentary team.  The fact he was so impressed with the noise made me feel proud, even though I had fuck all to do with it.

As I watched Till stood outside the cage, looking around, taking in the atmosphere, I wouldn’t say I was surprised, but I was definitely impressed by the sheer confidence and swagger of the man.  It’s like he didn’t know who or just how good Stephen ‘Wonderboy’ Thompson is!

I’ve seen prominent figures in MMA express their disappointment in the fight.  Going into the fight, I feel like the general consensus was it was going to be an all-out blood and guts war.  I wasn’t one of the people that subscribed to this school of thought.

Till rose to prominence by walking down and dismantling an accomplished kick-boxer in Donald Cerrone.  With the taking of this big-name scalp, Till displayed just how skilled he is.  Thompson, on the other hand, is known for how masterful he is in being elusive and the speed in which he is able to make his opponent pay once they miss.  Because of this, I honestly didn’t think Till would be naïve enough to come in with the same gameplan that worked so successfully against Cerrone when facing Thompson.

In all honesty, I thought this fight would begin with Thompson getting the better of early exchanges setting the tone for the remainder of the fight.  I felt it would end with a wide decision victory for Thompson or a stoppage if he was able to frustrate Till into making a mistake that he could take advantage of.  Till on the other hand would leave the Octagon with his stocks raised but areas exposed where improvement was necessary to continue to operate at the top of a stacked 170lbs division.

What we got was this intricate dance between two high-level martial artists.  With each power strike that narrowly whistled past a temple or chin, we saw two men operating in a realm where the stakes were high and margins for error low.  As each round progressed, my interest grew and my arse shifted closer to the edge of my seat.

All said and done, we got a fight with two of the best strikers in the organisation that only delivered one moment where it was conceivable that the fight could be stopped, so I understand why people may feel it didn’t live up to expectations.  For me though, as strange as it is to say, I found my entertainment in the strikes that didn’t connect.  I appreciated how both men were able to play with fire by standing in striking distance and make his opponent miss.  The high-fiving and hugging however, did get a bit annoying.

As the fight drew to a close, I genuinely had no idea who had won.  All I knew was I wouldn’t mind seeing it again, and with that, I suppose I find my answer to the original question, was the Thompson Vs Till fight a let-down?  No, no it wasn’t.

 

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