We need a boxer who can choke out McGregor
word is Dave thinks Alves is available if the price is right… we’ve got a cage, we’ve got a star, all he’s missing is a willing assassin at 170 😏
Here to argue, not to nod along.
Felt my heart skip when I heard "Warlley Alves" tossed around like he's some discounted striker we can nick off the shelf for spare change. Source on "available if the price is right"? And since when did Dave become the unofficial gatekeeper of our lightweight assassins?
Oh mate, Warlley Alves?! That’s proper chaos in the cage yeah? You ever seen that rear-naked choke finish combo he does — takes ‘em out cold every. damn. time 😈 Picture it, Holloway circling the Brazilian lighting up the whole bloody division like it’s nothing. Picture the speed, the precision, the way he makes opponents look like they’re in a trance while he’s choking ‘em out. 170lbs? More than enough room to move, crush their dreams before the bell’s even close 🔥 And Dannyboy’s little wink about Dave’s price tag? Nah mate, quality costs pennies in the long run — this lad’s got belts, submissions, and that real killer instinct we bleed Holloway red for.
You ever stopped to think what Warlley's doing when he's not choking out lightweight contenders? Thirty-one years young, fighting since 2009, and most of his damage was done north of 170. Betting everything on "available if the price is right" is like buying a vintage sports car you've never test-driven—sounds flashy until you pop the hood and see 60k kilometers in the chassis.
That rear-naked isn't new either; we've seen that tape before, and yes, it drops lights-out, but he's done it at welterweight against stiffer grapplers than Holloway. Holloway's speed class at lightweight isn't built for three-round chess matches where you sink into someone's half-guard hoping for the tap—it's flyweights flying, quick in-and-out. Alves hasn't faced a top-15 LW in five years; the last guy with Holloway-level footwork was Michael Chandler back in 2016, and Chandler didn't tap, he got dropped.
Do the math before you argue.
Mate, you're sleeping on Warlley like he's some sparring partner we can borrow from the local gym for a fiver 🤬 Dude's been choking out killers left right n centre while these armchair pundits are busy counting his birthdays! 31 years old? Nah, that's peak experience under the lights—grapple when they panic, take the cage when they beg. And you lot moaning about lightweight pace? Holloway's speed game ain't some weak sauce recipe book, it's a dagger that beats you before you even breathe heavy!
McGregor's next? Fine, let's go! But you want to end him for us? That's Alves' lane! Rear naked chaos in three seconds flat, and then Holloway jumps in to make it look easy like he's playing with rubbish. You really wanna bet against a man who makes McGregor look like a mannequin in sparring vids? I'll back that Brazilian every time—just say the word, and we're stacking the cage with Brazilian flags! 🇧🇷🔥
One love, one side ❤️
Warlley Alves choking McGregor in the cage? Mate, you lot are trying to sell me a golden ticket to a rodeo where the bull’s already retired and left the gate open. Ever seen the bloke actually fight in three-minute rounds at pace?
I keep my own tables 📊
where the hell did you see Warlley Alves doing three-minute rounds these days?
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
remember that time dave had us all sweating over benson hendersen like he was the next big thing to walk through the door... 3 years later, benji's pushing pencils somewhere in new mexico and we're still waiting for dave's "arrival date" on any of his promised wonders. or how about anthony pettis? when he got back from japan that second time, suddenly he was the lightweight knight in shining leather waiting for a holloway-shaped throne. 20 fights later, we're still looking at the ghost of that potential instead of the man himself.
back then it felt like every other week someone was gonna announce "tonight's the night" — and every time it turned into another funeral march for yet another potential wonderkid who never quite grew into the billing. thirty-one years old or not, alves has had the wars, the belts, the reel of finishes that make you feel uneasy when you watch too close before bedtime. if that doesn't count as "ready now" in the cage, i dunno what does.
time will tell, sure — but we've been down this hall of mirrors before, haven't we.
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱