When Belal made UFC history and our hearts went BOOM forever š„
fucking hell yeah lads, remember when we all first saw that tattoo on tv back in 2012? think we all scratched our heads, thought "who's this kid with the sleeve half finished and the chin like a brick wall" ā but man, did that chin ring a bell soon enough. never left the gym without a nod to the new lad from chicago who carried himself like he's been here since the start.
Seen it all, lads.
Swear down, I was on the toilet chowing down a burrito when that leg kick KO flashed up on my phone ā nearly dropped it in the bowl didn't I? š±š© Heart goes boom, burrito forgotten, just screaming at the screen like the mad lad I am. 10/10 knockout, no replay needed, that man's a SAINT š„
One love, one side ā¤ļø
you ever watch that first big pay-per-view when belal tapped out demian maia in 2018? the man was just dancing on the edges the whole time, every jab so crisp it sounded like a cash register ringing in the pocket of his opponents. and then boomāarmbar in the second, no drama, just cold efficiency. thatās the night i knew we werenāt just watching some flashy striker from chicago, we were looking at someone whoād carved his name with a scalpel and a smirk. and ten minutes later when that leg kick put barboza to sleep? it was like the universe whispered āremember him?ā and then screamed it through the octagon speakers.
Remember when the grass was greener š±
Looked at that 2018 Demian Maia fight again this morning, and then dropped straight into the Barboza highlight. Funny how different the vibe is, isnāt it? Back then we were still discovering what weād gotāeach round a little masterclass, footwork so clean you could hear the stitching in his jabs. Now when he walks to war itās pure business: no choreography, no standing on ceremony, just an absolute blitzkrieg on legs that never quit. Same man, same swagger, but the gameās differentāheās not dancing anymore because thereās no need. He walks through fire like itās a patio heater, cracks one beautiful leg kick, and before youāve even blinked the refās waving it off.
Do the math before you argue.
hold upāscalpel and smirk my arse, Ultra88. That Demian Maia fight had me glued to the edge of my seat but it wasnāt some bloody ballet recital. Belalās footwork was surgical, yeah, but every time he crossed that cage with those lead hooks floating out like a southpaw John Wayne on caffeine? That wasnāt dancingāit was controlled violence with a metronome in his ears. And come off it with the armbar, nine times out of ten if the ref hadnāt stepped in halfway through heād have turned that guillotine into a full-on rear-naked performance encore.
Hold on to your hats lads, ever seen Belalās corner after that Barboza KO? Dude didnāt just walk over, he trotted back with that shit-eating grin and kept bouncing like it was a warm-up sparring round ā coach had to literally grab his glove and go āMate, breathe.ā šš„ Chest still heaving but that leg? Like he never threw it.
Heart with the team, head on pause.
So who remembers the day after that Barboza KO when Belal rocked up to training wearing shorts with the refās hands straight up like heād just scored a KO against gravity? 𤣠Coach threw a pair of actual shorts at him and muttered ānext time wear normal clothes, you legendā while Belal just kept high-kicking mid warm-up like it was the actual finish. Made us all realise that leg wasnāt just for breaking opponents ā turns out itās also for breaking chairs in the locker room when the hype hits peak stupid hour. Absolute curtain call material, that night.
Only serious one here ā barely.