Just see how much flirting goes on between Ariel and Rampage
Following his relatively dreary duel with the “Hammer”, Rampage endeavoured to ensure an underwhelmed audience that he was consistently striving to “throw them bungalows” throughout the duration of the contest.
Perhaps it is this aspiration to only throw “bungalows,” universally one of the smallest habitats in which one can reside, that is the issue for Quinton. Maybe securing devastating KOs as in his Pride/early UFC days necessitates Rampage to be more ambitious on the metaphorical housing scale; maybe, he needs to be throwing them “castles” or “mansions” a la Quinton circa 2005.
It is very self-evident why Rampage is presently unable to upgrade his punching power from a bungalow to a mansion. His yoyo weight issues are on a par with Dana White, yet Dana is excused for his body-shape fluctuations, since he is currently spearheading the world’s fastest growing sport. What’s Rampage’s excuse, the absolute necessity to master the X-Box?
Competing in the upper echelon of combat sports invariably requires an unswerving dedication to being the best amongst a select cohort of equally-committed and talented individuals. Post-fight the Tennessee movie-star acknowledged that he needed to go back to the drawing board, but not before he has consumed his own bodyweight in double-cheese pizzas.
The Rampage example is sadly reminiscent of another combat sport luminary, boxer Ricky Hatton. My Mancunian compatriot was notorious for ballooning in-between bouts, and it began to take its unforgiving toll on his career at approximately the same time as Quinton, during his latter 20s/early 30s, when he should have been enjoying the peak of his career but was instead propelled prematurely into his twilight years.
I maintain that the man dubbed Ricky “Fatton” would have given a much better account of himself when he eventually stepped up to the elite level (namely gym-rat Floyd Mayweather and Manny Pacquiao), had he not been so over-indulgent during his prime. Rampage would do well to heed such an example.
Though at nearly 33 already and with the intention of retiring within the next two years, is it too late for Rampage to mount a credible run at the title? Who would bet against JBJ obliterating the Memphis native in as conclusive a fashion as he dispatched Shogun? Who would bet against Rashad outpointing his TUF foe in a similar fashion to their first encounter? Who could contest that a primetime Rampage finishes Matt Hamill?
I concede that Rampage’s TD defence looked outstanding, but he doesn’t possess the reserves of energy to prove a consistent threat to his adversary’s consciousness on the feet over the entire 15 minutes, let alone 25.
One certainty is that Dana should think extensively before headlining a card with the UFCs very own B.A. Baracus. Of course, Quinton had originally been demoted to co-main event status following his inadequate (by his own high standards), and frankly tedious displays against Evans and Machida, in which he was dropped on both occasions.
Injury to both main-event participants catapulted Rampage back into the limelight, and yet again, he failed to deliver, especially in the eyes and minds of the fans in attendance, that seem to spend the majority of the time booing during and after Rampage fights these days.
Rampage will always constitute a PPV draw to some extent, due to the increased interest levels inspired by his Hollywood cachet, and his popularity with old-school fight fans that nostalgically recall his golden days, though I would question whether he is a genuine main event attraction in the current milieu of MMA.
I would just love for Rampage to become a full-time athlete in the mould of a GSP and to hear him utter those glorious words “I want to be a better mixed martial artist at the end of the day than I was when I woke up.” Go on Quinton, Hollywood (and video games) can wait another two years for you.
P.S. in reference to the above video, if Rampage is the alpha-male, I'd gladly accept the title of beta-male every day of the week