The first episode of UFC Primetime: Rousey vs Carmouche is up and while it has a lot of emotionally powerful moments and tear-filled memories, we here at Fightlinker traffic in hilariously messy living rooms and jokes about Ronda Rousey living like a hobo, not heartfelt sorrow over suicidal dads.
So you enjoy that Primetime special and we’ll just complement it with a blog from Ronda Rousey’s always entertaining mother on what life is like with this big title fight coming up:
It has been CRAZY around here. First of all, there is the whole Ronda having a UFC title fight thing which has had journalists, photographers and film crews descending on us like locusts on a corn field. Often, I will come downstairs to find someone with a camera from HBO or New York Times or Fuel TV or who knows where. I usually say “This is the point where I would put on make-up but I don’t own any, so come on in and set up your lights while I make some coffee.”
Saturday was particularly interesting as I heard Ronda downstairs talking to Julia, so I stumble into the living room wearing nothing but my husband’s shirt and there is a photographer who politely asks “Do you mind if I take your picture?”
To which I responded “Well, I’m not wearing pants, but sure, whatever.”
Fortunately, he is much bigger than me and the shirt goes half-way to my knees, so all of the interesting bits are covered up, which by the time you are my age no one is interested in anyway. Then there are all of the crazy questions like “Are you training harder for this fight since it’s a UFC title fight?”
To which Ronda invariably responds “Did I not look like I trained hard for the last fights? I won them all in the first round. What more do you want?”
And it goes on and on and on.