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UFC 190: My Experience with Ronda Rousey

Ladies and gentlemen, how do you define words like 'incredible' and 'breathtaking'? You must be having some sort of definitions in your minds but I witnessed their first hand account yesterday.....it was Ronda Rousey who epitomised these two words yesterday in Rio De Janeiro against Bethe Correia in her UFC Bantemweight championship bout. It lasted only 34 seconds and at its conclusion, Joe Rogan, UFC announcer was heard saying only two words, 'my goodness, my goodness, my goodness' for about 30 seconds and in front of TV, I was uttering the same words, being awestruck and completely bamboozled by her performance. It was the main event of UFC 190 and I had inserted my pen drive in the set top box to record it, thinking it would last for at least three rounds out of scheduled 5 but boy, wasn't I caught off guard?

Ronda Rousey dedicated her championship belt to her inspiration, childhood hero and personal friend, the HOT ROD RODDY 'ROWDY' PIPER. She inherited her middle ring name 'Rowdy' from her hero and she didn't let him down. Piper died on 31st July and it was the finest tribute one could have come up with for celebrating Piper's legacy........She made me a fan of UFC fights in just 34 seconds and I cannot congratulate her enough for becoming the 'baddest woman of planet' yet again.......adrenaline rush and goosebumps like never before.......Thank You Ronda 'Rowdy' Rousey..........‪#‎GoodbyePiper‬.......‪#‎UFC190‬......‪#‎Legends‬&Legacy..........‪#‎ThatWasAwesome‬.......‪#‎Badass‬.......‪#‎BaddestWomanOnPlanetEarth‬

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