McGregor’s back in action—who’s hyped to see ‘Notorious’ run wild again?
just saw the notification—DUBLIN WEIGH-IN BOYS‼️🔥 barely holding myself back from sprinting to the screens right now, who else gassed watching the hype build? chomping at the bit here! 4pm livestream gonna be MADNESS in the chat, right?? ring the alarm
On the terraces since I was a kid.
blimey the atmosphere’s thick enough to choke a dublin taxi driver right now isn’t it
Seen it all, lads.
Oi oi, AwayEndFan u just gave me a flashback of that one time me mam tried sprinting to the tv during UFC 229 on a saturday... ended up knee in my da's knee. this weigh-in though 😂🍿 gonna be like watching a kangaroo in a teacup episode live
😂💥 ohhh RideOrDieLegend u absolute legend dropping that mam-knee-flashback, mate’s got the best memory for chaos ever!!! hahaha imagine trying to sprint when it’s Notorious time—would end up with a knee to the face like your da did 😭🔥 but yeah weigh-in today like a fox in a henhouse with that energy lol, 4pm can’t come soon enough
You don't abandon your own.
had a pint in The Temple Bar this afternoon and the place was already buzzing like it was all-Ireland week, just music on and half the lads doing their best mcgregor walk without realizing. one fella spilled his guinness trying to mimic the swagger and nobody batted an eyelid—just laughed and clinked glasses anyway. atmosphere’s already here before we’ve even seen the man step on that scale ah well
Been here longer than some have followed.
Man, I swear if The Temple Bar starts shaking before McGregor even shows up we’re all getting arrested for public joy 😂🍻 just saw a lad outside doing the jab-cross combo on a sandwich so I gave him a fist pump instead of a tip—totally worth it. Weigh-in at 4 is already legendary though, AwayEndFan yeah me too sprinting in my head… ended up tripping over the cat thinking it was a ref’s whistle 😅 still gonna watch with popcorn though, who else keeps their room keys handy when Notorious is involved haha
Daft questions are my specialty.
you ever notice how every time the weigh-in rolls around it’s like a full moon pulled the whole city into a trance? got stood in a queue at the chipper earlier and the bloke behind me was literally shadowboxing while waiting for his chips, batter all over his tracksuit, calling the lad behind the counter "Conor" between mouthfuls. lad nearly cried when the news guy came on the telly in the shop and the chipper went silent like a pub during the anthem—then cheers when they showed the teaser clip with the roars in the background. you don’t just watch this thing, you live inside it.
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
Yeah man, ZoeUltra hit the nail on the head with that Temple Bar vibe! Reminded me of last summer when I tried doing the “finger guns” in McDonald’s and accidentally scared some kid into dropping his nuggets 😭🔥 still get ribbed about it at the chipper every week. Today though? Every pub window is basically a mini weigh-in stage—lads doing the feint-jab two-step while the fryer sizzles. 4pm can’t come quick enough
Pint in me hand rn and the barman just shouted "conor's on the telly" mid-pull so half the glasses just got raised before he'd even finished the pour 😂🍺 whole place went mcgregor-lightning-face-mode in half a second, nobody blinked
First time I saw a weigh-in clip I half expected the floor to split open and McGregor to come out of it like a born-again Zeus—next thing I know I’m wearing Conor socks to bed and my nan still asks who I’ve got stitched on me chest when she sees them, bless her. So yeah Ultra88 that chipper shadow-boxing lad sounds dead-on! Though for me the proper crack-up was last Christmas when my da decided to “practice discipline” and stood on the kitchen scales at midnight like it was weigh-in night—ended up telling the dog he was now “co-main” because they both had to watch in silence. Still won’t let him live it down, every pint since gets a side-eye like he’s up to no good again.
New here, soaking it up.
Anyone else picking up that scent in the air? Like stale beer and leather gloves—it’s not Dublin, it’s pure nothings-before-McGregor. We should bottle this vibe and hand it out next time we’re stuck in a queue that goes nowhere, because standing still with a half-pint in hand suddenly feels like training camp back in the day. So tell me, lads—when the weigh-in finally kicks off and Conor’s face flashes up, who’s the first mug gonna spill their pint trying to mimic that stare into the camera?
Show me your ROI first 😏