Turn back now, all those fights were bad (except Cerrone - Iaquinta)
Jack Hermansson breaks the Filthy Casual's curse and Slacky is relieved.
We finally give Cory Sanghagen the praise he's been due, ahead of his fight with John Lineker this weekend.
We break out the Rena Kubota body pillow and talk about the two and a half good fights booked for this weekend.
We recap a weekend of arm rolls and shoulder rolls - all of Jack's favourites.
It all hits the fan as T.J. Dillashaw receives an immediate two year ban.
Welcoming back the lapsed Justinians to the church of Gaethje. Oh ye of little faithje.
What a shitty, shitty card that was. So let's talk about anime instead.
We talk about the weird main event coming up between welterweight Stephen Thompson and one time featherweight Anthony Pettis, as well as Jack's theories over how the UFC will kill off the flyweight division with Jussier Formiga as the instrument.
We recall Jorge Masvidal's one-night run through the welterweight division.
We discuss the latest Conor McGregor and Tony Ferguson drama, then get into the weeds with some Big Fight analysis.
We discuss Junior dos Santos' whooping of Derrick Lewis and ask does one choose to be a filthy casual, or is one born a filthy casual?
Ahead of a largely unremarkable UFC card, we take some questions.
We recap the weekend's events and discuss fighters from the past who could still be top ten in their division today.
We discuss the UFC 235 card and why nothing matters more than Zabit Magomedsharipov vs Jeremy Stephens
We recall the wonderful career of Georges St. Pierre and shake our heads over the new interim title match.
Well, that weekend of fights really was... something.
We take a quick half hour to chat about the youngest old man in the heavyweight division, against the oldest young man.
We discuss the feel good fight between Anderson Silva and Israel Adesanya, and anticipate the weekend's Bellators.
Johnny Walker continues his match towards a title and we still know precisely nothing about him.
As the world comes around to the fact that the heavyweight grand prix was actually never good, we pour out one for the GOAT.
We find ourselves in the peculiar position of being optimistically excited for a Fedor Emelianenko fight.
We get ready for Mr. Cobra Kai and the Karate Hottie to square off for the belt of a division that no longer exists. It's much more interesting than it sounds.
On the eve of Christmas Eve, our hero is visited by the ghost of shit opinions.