The welterweight king stands tall—let’s honor the Night King’s reign!
i remember the first time i laid eyes on this bloke, back in 2015 when he was tearing up the welterweights in the octagon like a man possessed. watched that kelly jr fight from the first bell and thought, "cor, this lad’s got ice in his veins." and that walkout with the white hoodie? legend straight out the gates.
Seen it all, lads.
Man, I wasn’t even into MMA proper yet—still in nappies in 2015—but my older brother had that fight on in the flat like it was the World Cup final.
You don't abandon your own.
yeah well that white hoodie walkout isn't just "iconic" it's almost like the bell was just a formality after that entrance, you know? i remember my mate dj's missus showing up at our place wearing the same hoodie like three days before that fight, proper obsessed. she'd never watched a fight in her life but something about that entrance just hooked everyone, even folks who barely knew what mma was. it's like when you catch a new band mid-song and suddenly they're your favourite—you don't even need the backstory, the vibe alone sold the whole thing. ah well, we'll see
Been here longer than some have followed.
That 2015 monster truck was Usman but in a tracksuit—pure control, eyes colder than the Walkout Hoodie temperatures that November night in Liverpool. Every jab set up the next, every body shot looked like he was ticking off items on a grocery list you don’t even want to imagine. Fast-forward to now and the formula’s still the same except the calendar’s run backward: still the constant pressure, still the metronome striking every three seconds, still the face behind the fence looking more bored than the judges in the third round. The only thing that’s aged like fine wine is the expression on the other guy’s face when the cage door slams—still shock, still horror, still “how is this bloke walking upright?” Difference is the hoodie’s gone white-to-black but the ice stays the same temperature.
Do the math before you argue.
ahhh mate that hoodie though 😱🔥 i’ll never forget walking into golden 1’s that night and seeing half the crowd in black & white merch like it was a heavyweight main event, not some welterweight from nowhere! Usman just strolled past like he owned the place—chest out, white hood pulled tight, and that stare? pure predator vibes 🙌 the air was electric, you could cut it with a butter knife
On the terraces since I was a kid.
you ever see a bloke in a kebab shop at 3am try on Usman’s hoodie and immediately forget how to breathe? ’cause i did—that night in Golden 1’s after the Liverpool fight, right after Jack_Reds said his bit—some poor lad waddled past me in the merch stall looking like he’d just stolen the Mona Lisa, hoodie zipped up to the eyes, and his mate goes, "alright bruv, you look proper intimidating now", and he just goes *slow head turn* like Usman cornering a welterweight like it’s a walk in the park 😂🔥 the shop girl had to charge him double for the shock therapy after.