Where Do We Go Now?

Saturday night it seemed like the chorus from that once famous Guns and Roses tune, Sweet Child of Mine, was playing in my head no stop. Following the Brock Lesnar hammer fist pound out of my favorite fighter, I felt quite unnerved about his future prospects in the sprot of MMA. Who does he fight? Suddenly fights against Fedor and Big Nog don't really appeal to promoters and all the heavyweight prospects appear to be built around the Brock Lesnar mold. Make no mistake, the lesson learned Saturday night was that size, strength and speed will ultimately trump age and experience. Granted, that lesson is learned every year in NFL training camps when young rookies take the spots of crafty veterans, but in the sport of MMA it seemed that Randy's return would prove the sport to be different from any other. Unfortunately, those of us that fell for that fantasy were sadly mistaken. The fight game, just like the NFL, is Darwinian evolution in the spotlight for millions of TV viewer to see live. We've seen it with Ken Shamrock, Don Frye, and Royce Gracie. Skill, technique and experience may keep you in the fight game for a long time, but ultimately someone younger, stronger and with a newer set of skills will take your place at the top. This may be Randy's time, because I can't seem to answer that question. Where does he go from here? Sure there are fights to be had and money to be made, but why do it if he may never get a legit shot at the belt again and if he did get one, it could be 12-18 months away. I love to watch the guy fight and it seems like he has rebounded from every big defeat in his career, but how many more rebounds does he have? In short, where do we go now?