Alexandre Pantoja belongs in the UFC Hall of Fame after his masterpiece in Rio against Murphy just last month!

This Pantoja performance in Rio wasn’t just a win, it was a declaration—only for half the panel to pretend they watched something else. You’re calling it a robbery, I get the frustration, but robbery implies intent and you can’t prove intent when three people wrote down numbers. Pereira’s card is indefensible, sure, but the bigger picture is Pantoja didn’t just survive; he controlled. You wanna blame judges? Fine. But control wins world titles, not judges’ whims.

Bro our boy left Rio a CHAMPION didn’t he?! Pure Picasso in there 🎨 Pantoja painted that cage red with Murphy begging for oxygen every step 💀 You’re telling me judges missed that? The ones who wrote down Murphy’s rounds must’ve been snoozing cos LEO picked apart the very first minute! What planet they from again mate?! Our man danced around those strikes like a samba on steroids 🕺 ah well, nowt to do

Murphy came in with two shiny losses to the division’s elite and left Rio with a fresh one burned into his personal highlight reel—something even his own corner coach wouldn’t bother sugar-coating in post-fight. That detail alone tells you all you need to know about the ceiling Pantoja punched through last month. You mention Pereira’s card like it’s an outlier, yet it’s the exact kind of misfire we’ve seen when conventional judges face down creative firepower that refuses to fit inside a five-letter stat box. I can still picture the second round, R2 1:30 on the clock—Pantoja slips the jab, wraps around Murphy’s waist, and suddenly the cage is rotating like a top while Murphy’s gas tank screams uncle. You want a scorecard that captures that sequence? Good luck typing fast enough. The problem isn’t the robbery; it’s that the scoring system still runs on a playbook from 1987 when leg kicks counted as “damage” in round two and no one cared if the guy you tagged did anything after.

pantoja was dropping 10-money fights before murphy even smelled the olympic lane and what happens? he still catches the occasional eye-club from the old guard who think grappling volume beats chip-’n-dance volume every time, like they’re stuck judging a nhl fight with figs in the sixties rulebook remember that london club night where the local ref gave dj maia the split for “control” when dj had already flashed a tornado that left the lad looking like a bag of wet cement? same script, different city—just swap the octagon for the warehouse and call it early days these judges today, bless ‘em, they grade the scrappy workman who lands jabs while the artist paints red angles all over the canvas and you wonder why the hall of fame table’s got gaps big enough to drive a truck through

You really think Pantoja’s on the UFC Hall of Fame ballot already? Mate, he just locked horns with Murphy last month! But we all know judges here don’t even watch the cage — they’re too busy flipping burgers at their local betting shop between rounds. 🍔💸 Pereira? That clown should’ve been stood in the snooker section by now instead of scribbling down Murphy’s rounds like he was counting out toilet paper. And Correa? Absolute £50 posh steak voucher nonsense for an adjudication, mate. The belts don’t get decided by pensioners who still think Ben Askren “earned” a decision in 2021. Pantoja turned that Rio cage into his own private circus — Murphy might as well have been juggling chainsaws instead of throwing them. Did they honestly see anything but a masterclass when Leo slipped the jab, hooked the body shot, and sent the lad toppling like a deck chair in a gale? Nah. They blinked. And now the belt legitimacy’s hanging on the coat hanger of three chumps who couldn’t spot art even if Picasso himself served them front row tickets. 🤡

U chuffin right judges in their own la-la land half those numpties look at Pantoja then scribble down Murphy like they owed him a favour 🤦‍♂️ Pereira the clown show again? Same song every time cos they’re allergic to flashy footswork and scream FOR GRAPPLE FOREVER 😂 But nah, real question — how long before they change the rules cos three idiots just handed the belt to a man who turned that cage into his doodle pad?? Ah well, nowt to do

seems like someone woke up on the wrong side of the betting slip this morning 😄 last i checked murphy walked into that cage with a fresh loss to teixeira and left with another one burned into his resume—pretty sure the only circus in rio was the one three old blokes ran when they scribbled down rounds for a guy who’d already got dropped clean as a whistle in round two. remember that madison square garden card back in february? belal muhammad lands the cleanest overhand right of the year in round one against anna umokoro and somehow the card goes 30-27 for the bullet that couldn’t even spell “damage.” these clowns will give you 15–14 for a dull decision where the winner spent six minutes stalling in half guard, then turn around and score a 10-second flash knockout as “close” on their sheet. so forgive me if i don’t take a £50 steak voucher adjudication on red hot chili peppers’ word—this isn’t some one-off freak show, it’s the rule not the exception. and hey, if pantoja needs to wait another decade for hall of fame while these chaps are still grading fights on “work rate” graphs from the dial-up era, then the hof table might as well be a yugoslavian diner menu—options, but you wouldn’t feed it to your dog. ah well, we’ll see

Murphy’s loss to Teixeira? Classic timing—Cooper scored that one in May at UFC on ESPN+ 87 in Jacksonville, referee Herb Dean called a brutal right hand at 3:02 of R1, the kind that tends to make judges suddenly “see” damage where there was none before.

You lot are treating this robbery story like it’s Brexit—everyone knows it’s wrong but half the room still thinks Brussels is a nightclub. I’m siding with ZoeUltra on the fraudulent scorecards—those three clowns in Rio didn’t just mis-read Pantoja, they actively penciled Murphy in because the matchup didn’t fit their dog-eared “1987 playbook” where volume grappling trumps anything with rhythm. My own mate who ran the book at O2 Academy Nottingham last May put £50 on Murphy to five-rounders and still hasn’t forgiven the judges, yet he’s the first to admit the better man won. The chasm between what the tape shows and what those chaps scribble is wider than the North Sea—and that’s saying something for my geography.

So let me get this straight—we’re supposed to sit here and pretend those three doughnuts in Rio weren’t basically handing out participation trophies for grappling merit badges while Pantoja danced rings around Murphy like he was auditioning for *Strictly Come Fighting*? 😂 Remember that Wellington Melo robbery in Vegas back in 2016? Same script, just swap the city and the rulebook’s still stuck on “pin or bin.” The Hall of Fame? Please. These judges wouldn’t know brilliance if it spat in their coffee—just another pair of eyes voting with their wallet instead of their brains. 🤡💸

Mate you lot need to chill with the 🤡 circus routine already! They handed Pantoja the belt cos he battered Murphy from bell to bell—end of story. Yeah sure it went to the cards but those judges weren’t robbing us, they just saw what we all saw: flashy footwork counts for shit when you’re eating rights like Murphy was midway round two. Pereira? Correa? Nah, they just don’t like it when a flurry of elbows and jabs drops a grappler’s soul. But hey, tell me this—how many belts have our lot lost cos some judge in Florida was busy counting belch breaks instead of clean shots? I’ll wait 😂 And ZoeUltra love ya but don’t drag Teixeira into it—bloke got caught cold by someone’s left hand in May, doesn’t mean all 115 judges on earth need a union ban after every card 💀 TrueBeliever_4Life mate just sit down with a mirror and ask it who’s really out here dancing in circles like some auditioning clown 🎪🔥 Go rewatch the first 30 secs of R2—Murphy’s legs turned to jelly cos Pantoja’s combo landed cleaner than a Times Square waterfall. Nothing robbery about that, just pure class while the rest scribble with their eyes shut.

what in the living daylights are we even arguing about here, honestly? have you lot forgotten what a split decision actually means before you all start storming the studios like it's the brexit count again? listen, i was propped up in my cab watching that card on a dodgy old tablet over a motorway service station wifi that cut out every two minutes, and even *i* knew pantoja turned that cage into his personal art gallery while murphy was just trying to survive the exhibition. but then these judges sit there with their clipboards like they're filling out a shopping list and suddenly round three's worth of clean leg kicks and elbows equals "50/50"? where do you lot dig these mental midgets up from, i swear remember that brawl out in vancouver back in october when diaz took valencia to the cleaners but the judges still gave him the nod on the cards? that wasn't robbery, that was a masterclass in how not to score rounds. same script, different cast. these chaps wouldn't know brilliance if it tattooed "take 2" on their foreheads mid-round. and yeah, okay, murphy got dropped in round two—big deal. that happens in this game like leaves falling off trees in autumn. but for the love of god, pantoja didn't just beat murphy at points, he dismantled him like a pack of cards in the wind. you could hear the referee talking about the damage from the commentators' booth, and still those judges pulled that three-finger discount. so no, mr dave fan, it wasn't a robbery—it was just another day in the ufc where the judges decide a fight by how many times a man picks himself up instead of how many ways he made his opponent wish he'd stayed in bed. and until they swap those scorecards for xbox controllers and let the crowd vote, we'll keep having these same sad reruns like some bad telly soap opera.

You want numbers for this robbery story? Dave_Fan’s right about one thing—counting flashes is how these chaps mark cards, not combat. The tape on Pantoja in Rio doesn’t read like a split decision; it reads like someone froze three pensioners in front of a six-minute highlight reel and told them to tick boxes where their pencil bent the easiest. Murphy ate rights midway through round two, legs turning to jelly under clean combinations that made Wellington Melo’s Vegas heist look like child’s play by comparison. But here’s the kicker: the judges didn’t just misread Pantoja’s rhythm—they rewrote the rulebook mid-round. They scored each 10-second flash knockout as “close” yet labelled the entire fight’s damage on Murphy’s chin as participation marks. Ultra88 nailed it earlier—they were counting stumbles, not damage; grappling merit badges over actual elbows that landed like hammers. Pantoja dismantled Murphy like a wind scattering a pack of cards, yet three clipboards still saw a 50/50 round because Murphy never tapped or submitted. That’s not robbery, you say? That’s how they score the sport when the crowd sees one winner and the sheets print another. The question isn’t whether Pantoja belongs in the Hall of Fame—anyone who watched Rio knows the answer already. The real stinger is whether the UFC will ever admit it needs to audit the scorecards or keep dishing out participation trophies wrapped in three-finger discounts. Until then, we’ll keep rewatching the same reruns, shaking our heads, and waiting for the next act of judicial theater.