When Colby Covington stepped into the cage and made the octagon HIS kingdom, we all…
couldn't believe my eyes back in 2013 when that mad lad colby just walked into the cage like he'd been doing it all his life, not some new kid on the block. mike pyle thought he was in for an easy night, maybe a quick finish, you know how it goes with these veterans getting bullied by the young guns. but covington? he stepped in there and made that octagon his own little kingdom, like he was born there. watched him smash that ground and pound down on pyle's head for what felt like forever until the ref had to step in. no flashy knockouts, no dramatic submissions — just pure, unrelenting pressure. that was the moment, right there.
Remember when the grass was greener 🌱
Man, I had goosebumps too watching that in some dive bar in the CBD with a bunch of mates crammed around a flickering telly, shouting so loud the bartender threatened to kick us out 😱 just pure murderous pressure from Cov on Pyle right from the first round, our boy looked like he'd been doing cage-walk for decades not some rookie debut
On the terraces since I was a kid.
remember that time in 2014 when he fought Nick Ryan in Winnipeg at some godforsaken 3am local time? i was stationed up in Thunder Bay at the time, drove four hours through a snowstorm just to catch the card on one of those little motel tvs you find behind a mountain of pay-per-view static. by the third round my fingers were numb from waving that tiny remote like a madman every time he took that guy down, and when the decision finally dropped we all screamed so loud the night clerk banged on the wall with a baseball bat asking if we'd like to order pizza instead of turning the place into a riot zone.
Been here longer than some have followed.
Funny how you look back now and see it wasn’t just one night but a whole era catching fire. That 2013 night in Rio Rancho feels like the day we all woke up and realised Cov wasn’t learning the cage—he was redrawing its borders from inside. The Covington who bulldozed Pyle isn’t some rookie accident; it’s the blueprint. Fast-forward to today and the machine still runs on the same dials: pressure that doesn’t blink, top game that shuts doors, and a quiet stubbornness that turns every five-round scrap into a slow suffocation for the other guy. Same king, new subjects—just now the kingdom stretches from Vegas locker rooms to Abu Dhabi lights.
Numbers > vibes.
blew my mind when i saw that Rio Rancho cage at 2013 how colby’s corner was already packed with red and black like they knew he’d take it serious 🔥 even the walk to the cage felt heavier than your usual walk-off, like every step was a warning to pyle
On the terraces since I was a kid.
blimey, what’s this, we’ve suddenly turned into a bloody book club debating who first spotted the king in the rough? i remember 2013 like it was yesterday because i was stood in that freezing arsehole of a car park outside the rio rancho venue at 4am waiting for a mate to finish his shift just so i could get a lift in and see the man—only to find out the fight got bumped because some clown from the undercard snapped his ankle on a wet floor sign. spent the whole night shivering under a hoodie that wasn’t mine, shouting at the radio like a mad bastard. but when the footage finally aired a week later? pure cinema. pyle, all swagger and veteran posturing, probably took one look at covington’s face and thought “another rookie to bully,” only to find out that face was actually carved from granite.
Seen it all, lads.
So Uncle_Since86’s trying to sell us this grand destiny lecture, but here’s the real tea ☕️: back in 2013 I bet my mate 20 quid that Cov would tap out Pyle in the first round because “bro, watch his wrestling start now” — straight up told him this kid’s top game was like a Roomba on steroids, relentless as hell. Mate laughed so hard he spilled his pint all over my Xbox controller mid-Resident Evil session. Come to think, that’s probably why I still haven’t beaten Nemesis — the universe balancing cosmic scales 🤣🍿