The Ultimate Reality Show

I’ve become addicted to The Ultimate Fighter. I can’t stand most reality shows, but this one’s pretty simple: get a bunch of thugs together in one house, watch them screw with one another, then watch them vent their frustrations in the ring. No getting voted off islands, no silly games for immunity, no ridiculous challenges, just a bunch of punchy dudes in a posh house all ready to pummel their buddies into oblivion.

I can think of worse ways to spend an evening. I mean come on, where else are you going to see the coach of one team shoot another with a net gun?

My own karate training has sparked a new appreciation of UFC and mixed martial arts, but I don’t tune in for every fight. The Ultimate Fighter, meanwhile, now has a season pass on my DVR. Screw Survivor, American Idol, and Big Brother; this isn’t a popularity contest or a contrived competition, it’s 16 guys and 2 coaches beating the piss out of one another. It’s simple, it’s brutal, and it’s just beautiful.

It’s funny, though, having to defend grappling to people who don’t understand it. Yes, sometimes it looks awkward when two guys are twisted together in a certain way, but believe me, it’s far from comfortable. Rather than explaining it, however, I found this simple poster that makes it simple:

Jiu Jitsu

About Mike Oliveri

Mike Oliveri is a writer, martial artist, cigar aficionado, motorcyclist, and family man, but not necessarily in that order. He is currently hard at work on the werewolf noir series The Pack for Evileye Books.

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  1. Kelli says:

    hehehe… my hubby’s been known to watch that, i’ll have to show him your nice motivational poster =)

    and ouch. i just noticed your word count…

  2. Mike says:

    Whoops! Word counts weren’t supposed to be active yet. :) I haven’t filled out any projects or anything to put word counts toward. I’m not sure I want them on every post anyway, so still need to read up on how the plugins work.