Ooi, it's you boy.

The Terence McKinney of believing that them girls down in San Antonio are still too skinny.

Jack Slack, it's the Jack Slack podcast, coming at you, following UFC 317.

It was good.

Sitting here with my mouth ironically agape, when you book good fights on a card normally

turns out good.

Who knew?

But it was a banger, and as I said last week when I came back from my holiday, having skipped

two dreadful cards, I only care about bangers now, only banger.

It was going to be banger shit only, but I've gone only bangers instead. So I wrote a big piece about Iliotapuria ahead of this fight, and you can read

that on the Patreon. And I might write something about the fights later this week, or I'll start

working on the 318 stuff. Because the UFC is putting out these, like the whole thing is, if you say these cards are bad, people say, well, they're just advertising for the pay-per-views. They're free cards. You should be thankful. So free cards are now getting my half-assed effort, and actual cards are getting my actual effort. And I'm sure my mental health will thank me. Main event, Ilya, proves that he's him.

He's the guy. He's the new Connor McGregor.

He's still stealing lines from the old Connor McGregor, but that's neither here nor there.

Provides Charles Olivera, smokes him one round.

Very impressive.

Sort of, I think a lot of people expected it to be either this or Charles Bowen him out, because

that's the Charles Olivera thing. He's, he's always been, even during his title run, he's always

been a bit fragile. He'll get clipped and dropped and stuff, and his brilliant grappling sort of saves

him in that big nog Heath Hedering sort of way. I realize that many of my audience are now going, what the hell does that mean, old man?

And Heath Hering and Antonio Rodrigo Noggera had two great fights in pride.

When they came to the UFC, they were both washed, but they had a rematch.

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