UFC 102 And My Partner In Crime

First I have to tell you I had an amazing time, hell an amazing summer. I really hope you enjoy reading my UFC chronicles.

After my second trip to Vegas I head to Portland for UFC 102. I arrive before noon and check into the Marriot which was littered with fighters and trainers. Tanya wasn't do to arrive until after 7pm, so I had alot of time to kill on top of that I was starving. Thankfully we were just off of downtown and they had a beautiful strip across the street from where we were staying. I chose to check out the strip it was a bit more convenient, no transportation worries and obviously walking distance. Anyways it didn't disappoint I grabbed something to eat and checked out the boutiques and salons. After a couple of hours I was beat ( this last trip to Vegas kicked my ass ) so I scheduled a pedicure for later and ran right into Gabriel Gonzaga again. Of course I didn't bring my camera... damn, but I wasn't really trippin I had a great picture with him from my first trip to Sin City for UFC 100.



I slept like the dead which was pretty understandable I mean this was what, day seven now of either a new city, planes, taxis, hotels, booze, and no sleep. Yet when I woke up I was invigorated, I mean I was in full stalker mode praying I would run into GSP:-) Tanya and I had been texting back and forth it won't be long before my partner in crime finally made an appearance. In the mean while I still had my pedi to get done.



Twenty minutes later I'm at the salon a little early, it was packed, so packed that the woman that I'd set my appointment up with had to bring me to their pricier sister salon two doors down. I was loving it especially since there wasn't a price change, yet I got an upgrade for the inconvenience... gotta love good customer service. Anyways after a nice well deserved soak (meaning my feet) this huge guy walks in, right away I peg him for a fighter but I didn't recognize him at all. He comes in and tells one of the attendance that "his friend talked him into coming, he felt a little weird about it, but he thought what the hell." She assured him that guys do this kind of thing all the time, not to worry about it. Then she sat him about three seats from me, couldn't get any better, now I could get my ear hustle on without being too obvious. It paid off too after his boy came in to get his done as well. Now this guy was only one chair removed from me so I unfortunately got a good look at those puppies and let me tell you, I couldn't do it, I mean those joints were jacked up.LOL! No way I could work on someone's feet for a living. Don't get me wrong I really don't have a feet fetish or anything I just get freaked out if your toes grows at odd angles, black toenails, infant toenails on an adult, bonyuns/corns as big as my thumb, or the absolute worse... feet fungus! I'm just saying...... Anyways the original big guy's feet wasn't that much better in fact we all got a big laugh when his attendant whipped out a pair of gloves to work with him. He started laughing and asked her "is it really that bad?", she immediately blushed and was like "oh no, this is part of the procedure." I don't think he bought that though, not after he looked around and seen my attendant hadn't been using gloves. FUNNY!!! K... what was my point? Oh yeah, ear hustling, SORRY! Yeah it had paid off because the two men began to talk about the first guys upcoming fight. From what I got out of it, he was fighting in a heavyweight bout on the undercard.



I'm back at the hotel and I'm having fun with the valet guys and some trainers they were digging my "Stripper 101" T-shirt I'd earned in Vegas. Bragging here, I was pretty good, well more so with the lapdance I'm going to need a little more work with the pole, but I'm a fast learner I'll eventually nail that to. (no pun intended)



Woohoo! Tanya's here, it's definitely on now! First thing we had to do was dinner. We stopped at this great place that had happy hour and we ordered a bottle of their best champagne. Tanya pretty much killed most of it, as much as I love champagne I'm still a little queezy from Vegas ( I over did it a bit). During dinner Tanya noticed a group of swingers sitting at the bar. I asked how did she know they were swingers? She said they were talking about positions... how did I miss that? After dinner we wander around for nearly a half hour before we finally head in the right direction of Portland's limited club life. I say limited because it's Thursday and they didn't have much to offer or anything open to late because it's mid-week. Anyways we pass a bunch of guys urling, (I mean the streets literally reeked of stomach acid) before we settle on a nearby Pub. Immediately Tanya attracts the two drunkest guys in the place, they buy us drinks and we find out one of them ( the one with the hots for Tanya ) is actually from Minneapolis... nice. Anyways we ended up out lasting the Pub so we move back to the throw up area and we find a place with some decent music. The drunks we unintentionally picked up was stopped at the door, they weren't getting in in their state. We of course had no sympathy, kept right on trucking until we ran into a really cute guy who was really feeling Tanya. Drank more and more until we shut this place down. I wasn't putting them away quite like my girl but I'm definitely in the groove of things... got a nice buzz. Lights are on time to head back, but I'm amped, I'm not used to getting back to my room until 7am and it was only a little after 1am... damn!



Back at the hotel and Tanya and I are asking everyone where's the hot spot but we keep getting shut down, everything is closed. So we resign ourselves to get on the elevator and head to our room. This is when we run into this guy who was pretty cool, we get on the elevator together and immediately talk MMA. The first thing out his mouth was whose your picks. Both Tanya and I say Randy and he's like no love for Nogueira? We're like hell yeah we like him but we just can't not root for Randy. The elevator opens we're all getting off on the same floor I step out to look directly at my boy Anderson Silva... OMG!



The guy on the elevator throws my ass under the bus and hollers "so your going for Randy Couture?" I turn around, that dirty dog I'm thinking. I say "oh what you think cause your boys are here I'm going to flip-flop? Just like I said in the elevator Couture all the way baby! Immediately I turn to Silva and say "that doesn't mean I don't love you though, your one of my favorite fighters!" All the guys started laughing and I asked them if we could take a pictures. I'm not sure what happened but as I'm whipping my camera out I heard Tanya telling the guys that she was a black belt, someone asked her in what and when she answered Silva's manager and someone else said something in their native tongue that you got the impression they didn't believe her or they thought it was funny. Anderson Silva and I were talking then so like I said I missed part of it. Anyways he's amazing very down to earth. Seriously out of most of the fighters I've met he's my favorite. After awhile I got antzy about going back out.



Unfortunately there wasn't anything to get into so we were back on our floor about ten minutes later. A. Silva and his guys were still there, we chatted it up with them a bit longer. Silva seeing i was tipsy and Tanya was drunk was such a gentlemen and suggested "no more drinks... you girls go sleep" he did the universal put your hands together and tilt your head sign if we didn't get it... so cute. I'm afraid one of his boys wasn't ready for us to turn in, he was asking me to stay up cause he had some drinks and Tanya drunk as hell busted out " we ain't that drunk!" Everyone laughed except his boy and we headed back to the room.

K... that was day one, what did you think? I'll be following with Friday and Saturday I promise.