In my limited, third-party knowledge of Brock Lesnar’s misanthropic attitude toward life, media, and anyone outside his immediate familial circle, I would say he’s not unwilling to throw you into oncoming traffic if he doesn’t like the cut of your tongue. Which is why the UFC’s PR department might now take special care in booking him on ESPN’s Jim Rome show.
There’s some mild hypocrisy here, since one could argue Rome himself has formulated opinions on subjects best left to others. (Like, say, oh -- condemning MMA for years.) Everyone is entitled to an informed opinion. Particularly when you weigh 280 pounds.
Lesnar’s rant made it as far into the political puppethead genre as “Hannity and Colmes,” which had likely never before invoked “ultimate fighting” or anyone with a beef jerky sponsorship on their pants. Is it too soon to consider Lesnar’s provocative outbursts having some shades of the contentious, flammable speeches of Ali -- with the result of attracting casual observers who would otherwise have no interest in fight sports?
Yeah. Probably. Also: Canada is a nation?