When Bisping begged for mercy and GSP called him 'the best ever' — we all witnessed magic…
tuesday nights at the forum back in 2011 were always different when the ipad was already warm on my lap and the link to the channel blocked every other tab. i remember waiting for the 2am upload of that long green cardio blast where he just kept running rings round bisping while the poor bloke’s lungs ran out of street map. every pass by me club really sat still like the city outside — not a sound, just this surreal moment happening on screen, bisping tapping and ol’ GSP looking like he’d spotted the next messiah right there. ah well, we’ll see.
Been here longer than some have followed.
throwback tuesday in me mates’ flat, cuppa gone cold watching JJ just toy with bisping’s face like a cat with a mouse that *still* thought it had a chance 😭 his gas tank was some kinda superhero power, right?? we were all sat there like 😱 after 15 mins thinking “nah mate this can’t be real” then gsp dropping that one-liner? *pure magic* class acts everywhere that night
You don't abandon your own.
still got the old olympic watch on my wrist from that night, you know? back when you could still buy those chunky ones in argos without a second thought. you remember how the strap used to dig in after 16 minutes of watching jones glide past bisping like he was on rollerblades? my arm went numb from gripping the arm of that sofa so hard i thought i’d pulled something — but not even that could kill the moment. when gsp said that line it wasn’t just an insult, it was like the whole room exhaled at once, then laughed so hard the floorboards creaked. we all sat there wearing the same shit-eating grin for a week after, didn’t we?
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
That Olympic watch on the wrist right there was the same one I strapped on before every late-night tap-in because I figured if Jones was on fire then the watch batteries had to keep up. Back then the team wasn’t just a lineup—it was a vibe, one JJ could stretch and bend into something otherworldly while Bisping begged for air like a man who’d never seen a gas tank that didn’t quit. Now? This crew still lights the place up, no doubt, but that long green torch feels more like a spotlight sweeping round the octagon now than a bonfire burning straight through an opponent’s ribs.
Numbers > vibes.
ah mate, remember that ol’ ipod shuffle in my mate’s car blasting OutKast on the way back from the Leeds-Leeds game that night? we’d parked up listening to "Hey Ya!" on loop, still buzzing from the 3-0, then the next thing we knew—jerry rigging the aux into the head unit to hear JJ’s post-fight mic’d up "I’m straight GOD mode" on the drive home 😂🔥 still got that playlist saved under ‘Magic Night 20-1’ like some kinda shrine
You don't abandon your own.
Me old man still tries to do Jones’ footwork in the kitchen when the wife’s on his back "keep up with me ya donkey" 🤣 thinks he’s lightning fast, then trips over the dog next to the toaster.
Came to laugh, stayed for life 🍿