Although St-Pierre was bloody, beat-up, bruised, tired and fighting for the first time in years without the usual advice of Greg Jackson, the will to win never faded.
It would've been so easy for GSP to repeat the pattern of his second career loss, flailing on the mat and turtling up while Condit rained down blows.
But GSP regained his wits, forcibly thew up his legs and hung on until his head cleared.
No matter what kind of punishment the champion took, that was the moment that it became clear St-Pierre was willing to risk it all as long as he could still fight. And fight he did, planting Condit on his back over and over, torquing his hips just to put a little more power behind the punches he hit the "Killer" with within guard.
Simply put, the kind, humble GSP has always been clinical, but not as aggressive as his past self.
But somewhere between the months of rehab, the weight cut, the boring media questions, the doubt, Anderson Silva and the edge of Condit's elbows, St-Pierre got mad enough to beat Condit with everything he could muster. GSP's determination to be the best hasn't gotten any weaker.