Well, it was Sean Sherk’s birthday on Sunday. I know what you’re thinking: what do you get someone who seems to have everything? How about a nice extension from the CSAC regarding your steroid charges?
Sherk did not appear before the CSAC panel but his attorney Howard Jacobs requested a continuance for the appeal as he was unable to obtain the proper paperwork in a timely manner in order to thoroughly represent Sherk’s effort of clearing his name and year-long suspension due to testing positive for Nandrolone Metabolite.
With a majority vote the commission granted Sherk a continuance for the next meeting scheduled for October.
“We are going to look at the test results and documents,” said Jacobs after the CSAC granted the extension. “Sean Sherk’s stance is that he did not take steroids. On Oct. 2006, he tested negative for steroids and this recent positive test was a very low level of steroids, so we have to investigate and make sure everything was done correctly.”
Don’t you just love the fact that this continuance was based on the CSAC not providing Sherk’s lawyer with the “proper paperwork in a timely manner”? Here’s where I hate being right … back when Sherk announced he’d picked up Howard Jacobs, one of the top juice-monkey lawyers out there, I predicted Jacobs would drag this shit out as long as possible. Never mind the fact that he’s already making misleading statements regarding the levels of Nandrolone in Sherk’s urine.
Of course, this means Sherk’s belt is once again off the market for the foreseeable future. But hey, who wanted to see BJ Penn fight for the lightweight belt anyways? This is the second time he’s done this. After winning the belt, he immediately took 9 months off to undergo surgery for a pre-existing injury. Sherk actually hid the injury from everyone, knowing that the UFC wouldn’t have given him a title shot if they had known he was going to be on the shelf for more than a year. So thanks again, Sean. You’re single handedly fucking the lightweight division up.
Ahoy, motherfuckers! Prepare to be boarded by yet another salty episode of The Low Blow! In this episode we lament the lack of decent MMA shows, discuss safe oral sex practices, and of course cover Sunday’s WEC event. We also tried to hate on the Tapout show, but it was just too damned hard.
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Yesterday I ripped on Japanese fight companies for their shitty engrish, but one thing I can’t rip on is their impeccable design ability. Here’s a bunch of computer wallpapers based off of PRIDE posters, and damn if they aren’t slick.
Eugh, not again:
During training for his scheduled Super Heavyweight clash with Eric “Butterbean” Esch, Stefan Gamlin suffered a knee injury that will require surgery. With Gamlin unable to compete, someone had to take on the unenviable task of going toe-to-toe with Butterbean on August 17 at Mohegan Sun Arena. Enter Ruben Villareal, better known as “Warpath”.
What the fuck is up with Warpath sneaking in the backdoor of half the events going on? Since when did he become the official backup for every heavyweight match out there? How the hell does he keep getting booked for this kind of stuff?
For those who don’t know, Ruben “Warpath” Villareal is apparently the official backup fighter for every single promoter out there. Every time a heavyweight fighter is injured / suspended / denied license / murdered / etc, Warpath steps up to the plate and takes their place. This would be pretty commendable if Warpath didn’t suck a yellow turd.
My issue with Warpath isn’t that he loses … it’s the way he loses. It seems like he lasts just long enough to earn his paycheck and then takes the first opportunity to tap. Perfect examples of this include his WFA fight against Bas Rutten and his K1 Dynamite bout with Siala Siliga. Against Siliga, Warpath lasted less than two minutes and tapped out to strikes while on one knee.
Sherdog’s Fightfinder has countless other questionable matches Warpath has ‘stepped up’ to fight in … first round losses to Justin McCully, Mike Whitehead, Antonio Silva, Ricco Rodriguez, and Dan Bobbish. Half of those fights didn’t even make it past the two minute mark. So why the hell do promoters still turn to him as a replacement? He’s proven time and time again that he’s not competitive at all, even in his loses.
Here’s a repost of an oldie but a goodie. We mentioned this on the last episode of The Low Blow … sometimes you show up to fight and they put you against a dude with no limbs. And sometimes they put you against a dude who’s a total badass … in World of Warcraft, that is.
Here’s a video of the IFL’s star heavyweight Ben Rothwell beating the living shit out of some young obese kid. Before everyone starts jumping to negative conclusions about this, I thought I’d throw out some possible scenarios in defense of Ben Rothwell:
- His opponent is actually Butterbean in disguise
- This was all just a big misunderstanding between Freestyle Combat Challenge and the Make a Wish foundation.
- This fat fuck talked shit about Rothwell on the interweb and Ben don’t back down from that, dog.
In the end, do we really need to pass judgment on Ben Rothwell? I say let he who has not beaten the shit out of a defenseless fatty throw the first stone.