After Jon Joness withdrawal Daniel Cormier should have been a hero in Las Vegas on Saturday night. Instead he was treated to a chorus of boos
Boos poured down on the one male soldier who had done nothing to break the top of UFC 200 but what could Daniel Cormier do? He was the loser on a darknes when he was actually a winner and nothing of it made any feel. His headline fighting against Jon Jones blew up on Wednesday night when his foe is positive for a censored essence. Instead of walking out on his bos Cormier accepted a last-second fight against one of the large UFC champions, Anderson Silva, for half the money he was going to make.
And now they were booing him? For saving the happen? For acquiring? Daniel Cormier should have been the hero of the night. Instead he was everybodys bad guy.
What value is there in doing the right thing? Cormier maybe should have left UFC 200 s lineup the moment the organizations chairman Dana White told him about Joness failed experiment. But doing so would have injury the card in the UFCs signature event. Cormier didnt want to do that, so he let the UFC put him with Silva and took everybodys wrath.
None of this was easy to do. Cormier had wasted months preparing to fight Jones, a gentleman he hates and in an instant that work was spoilt. The is being dealt with Silva wasnt finalise until Thursday night, leaving him hours to prepare before Fridays weigh-in. Then Saturday he marched into the incident he saved and went booed.
The followers in Las Vegass brand new arena apparently missed a battle with operating fists and fluctuating legs, simply Cormier doesnt do piloting fists and swinging legs. Hes a wrestler, an Olympian. His best weapon is fighting. And so on Saturday night, against a superstar he has never campaign, weighing 10 pounds less, he did the smart circumstance. He battled. The more he fought the more the realm fitted with boos.
I cant actually pay attention to that anymore, he said late Saturday night, after he watched Silvas coaches carrying the onetime middleweight champion around the ring on their shoulders as if it was Silva who had won. Beings dont understand developments in the situation I had the coming week.
By agreeing to fight Silva, Cormier was in horrendous prestige. He was taking on a great champ who is immensely favourite and also someone who has not officially won a UFC fight in four years, who is two months move from gallbladder surgery and hasnt civilized since. Silva, he knew, would fight with centre. That crusading would inspire love who longed for the purposes of an disturbance and it would move Cormier a rogue. He couldnt acquire, even when he did.
Silva never had a the expectations of victory in the octagon. Cormier virtually drew him off his paws, pinned him to the matting and sat on him for three rounds while repeatedly perforating him about the leader. The love did not experience seeing their hero treated this poorly even if it was the right tactic for Cormier to employ. They perhaps didnt just knowing that Joness positive exam pressured UFC officials to cut Cormiers pay for the fight from$ 1m to $500,000. This while given to understand that another former endorse, Brock Lesnar, was getting $2.5 m despite not having pushed in the UFC for five years.
None of this was fair. Cormier knew it wasnt fair. But what could he say? He had to fight the fight he had been given and accept the money that was offered. He had run fighters in from all over the world to help him prepare for Jones, he was still over weight, well into his exercising plan to cut an extra few pounds before Fridays weigh-in. He didnt have a proper plan for Silva. He is a man of habits and procedure. He hates interruptions to his number.
I went out there and fought, there are a lot of people who wouldnt do that, he said. The gamble versus the reinforce was not in my kindnes, honestly.
The reward was watching the man he overpowered soundly being treated like the win. Silva himself knew he was likely marching into a defeat but he told me that he wanted to challenge himself, which is why he called the UFC and asked to supersede Jones despite his lack of cooking. He said his children told him he was crazy for taking the fight.
Silva seemed to feed off the cry audience and the hullabaloo of stand in the octagon, which was the last residence he would have imagined being precisely three days before. He proposed a few knocks at his rival but it was fruitless; Cormier easily took him down.
Stand them up! the followers sung at the adjudicator. He did so once, to a huge thunder, before Cormier pulled Silva back to the canvas and flopped on top of him. Down came the boo. And it didnt seem fair.
Why boo the one man who saved the day?
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