Roddy Piper
When pro wrestler/actor/entertainer Roddy Piper died on July 31 it sent a whole world who grew up on his moral grey area villainy in mourning.
He was, after all, The Joker to Hulk Hogan’s Batman, a villain in name, but more like a yin to Hogan’s yang. In hindsight he was also a was more rich and awesome character than the titular head of Hulkamania.
Sarah wrote a eulogy about Piper explaining this truth and more for Fightland.
Filed under Films, Jock Stuff, Shameless Promotion, Television
Bethe Correia
When martial artist fighter Bethe Correia was soundly trounced in a match against current UFC champ Ronda Rousey recently it wasn’t just about showcasing Rousey’s exceptional skills. It was also, in its own way, about cosmic balance.
See, Correia had rapidly risen through the UFC rankings to become a top contender. But along the way up she also unleashed a trolling carpet bomb on most of her opponents. It was only fair, then, that Rousey would restore a sense of order in the universe.
Sarah wrote about how this all came about for Fightland.
Filed under Jock Stuff, Shameless Promotion
Christopher Meloni in Wet Hot American Summer: First Day Of Camp
Christopher Meloni has reprised his role as Gene, the PTSD-afflicted camp cook, for Netflix’s Wet Hot American Summer: First Day Of Camp.
Because Sarah is a big fan of Meloni’s work she used this as an excuse to write about the history of his martial arts training for Fightland.
Oh, and she also talked about Meloni’s appearance in the prison drama OZ.
Filed under Films, Jock Stuff, Shameless Promotion, Television
Ronda Rousey
The thing about confident athletes who are comfortable in their abilities is that they’re also able to acknowledge the abilities of their peers.
For his part, motormouth MMA star Conor McGregor figures women’s UFC champ has some specific skills that are outright better than his.
Sarah wrote about McGregor’s Rousey analysis for Fightland.
Filed under Jock Stuff, Shameless Promotion
Michael Jackson dance fighting
You’ve seen this unique phenomenon form hundreds of times in the playgrounds and the parking lots, in videos and in movies, and it always starts in a similar manner.
Two steely-eyed adversaries slide closer and closer to each other, the tension mounts, and when there’s only inches separating them… BAM! It happens.
The wild gestures, the improbably contorting, the acts of gyrating menace. This is… a dance fight.
Sarah wrote a brief history of dance fighting for Fightland.
Filed under Jock Stuff, Music, Shameless Promotion
I Overcame My Autism And All I Got Was This Lousy Anxiety Disorder: A Memoir
Risky Fuel 