Me & the UFC

Last night I watched my first ever UFC fight on television. My mom had rented one of last year's fights on DVD...she's becoming a UFC fanatic and is catching up on fights she's missed.

I could have cared less about the actual fight as I abhor violence and UFC strikes me as the most violent type of boxing - wrestling - fist fighting sporting events (if that's what you want to call it) that I've ever seen. What interested me more was the chance to hang out with my family - my sis and nieces, my daughter, and mom and dad...and eat pizza and catch up with one another.

Well lo and behold! UFC is pretty darn interesting. I looked away during the times where one guy pounded the other's guy head repeatedly. That was too violent for me! But I was amazed to discover that this is a highly skilled sport. I had the UFC regulars (mom, dad, my niece and her boyfriend) detailing the sport for me as if I'm training to be a UFC fighter myself. It helped immensely, as I didn't comprehend a lot of the martial arts moves and I've never really been a fan of wrestling. The whole idea of sweaty men rolling around on the floor together with their faces and hands in all sorts of unspeakable places is very unappealing to me. Trust me, UFC has a lot of that business going on! Aside from that though, it was really cool! And what a blast we had hootin' and hollerin'...some of us going for one guy while the others rooted for the other. It was like our own private little sports bar.

I still can't believe how much I enjoyed this new family activity. I hope we're on for another "round" next weekend. I'm keeping my calendar clear just in case.