I bet Marius Zaromskis wishes his skull was as numb as yours.
Then he would not have had to feel the, by my count, 11 unanswered blows Andrey Koreshkov rained in his face while you stood there waiting for him to hold up a little sign like Wile E. Coyote.
But there was no sign forthcoming, was there, Jerry? Turns out you were responsible for determining when he had had enough. Turns out that in MMA, that's the referee's, what's the word I want here, job.
Watching Koreshkov bang away, I actually shouted "STOP THE FIGHT!" at the television set. This despite the fact that I knew you couldn't hear me. That should speak to the alarming nature of your little mental butterfly chase. It was so blatant, I had to shout something out, even in the face of logic. My response to you came from the very bottom of my amygdala.
Now, your handiwork is under review. But don't worry. I'm sure they just want to review it to see if you're eligible for some kind of university-level neuroscience award. Because you advanced something here today, Jerry. You advanced something.
Everyone who watched that fight
P.S. Also at Bellator 78, referee Greg Franklin had his own special moment, when in the main event, Lyman Good appeared to poke Michail Tsarev in the eye. Franklin made the crack decision to not stop the action. Good immediately finished Tsarev with strikes.
P.S.S. Because the UFC is not immune, Mario Yamasaki also called for some very bad stand-ups both in the Octagon and the Bellator cage.
Keep up the great work, fellows!