I’m SO EXCITED right now. When I heard UFC 70 would be held in Britain, I was thrilled. When I heard it would be held in Manchester, I was practically foaming at the mouth. And now I’ve just booked tickets, well, I’m ready to explode.
I’ve been aching to go to a UFC event for years, but as they are almost always held in Vegas, I’ve always been prohibited by the cost. But no more. Myself, my bro and my dear friend Bongo have booked our tickets – unfortunately we couldn’t afford the £250 floor seats, but we have still got pretty great seats as we are in the second row from the front of the upper tier.
My pal Leona and her husband John were considering coming over from Canada for this, which would have been incredible as Leona is just about the only person I knew who was able to hold her own in a UFC-related discussion (apart from April, who has learned a surprising amount through some kind of TV osmosis), but alas they are already scheduled to go to a huge music festival on the other side of the pond around about the same time.
I haven’t told April that I’ve splurged on this yet though. I suppose I’ll just have to present her with a new pair of shoes when I break the news.