Mike Dolce’s TUF 7 blog – Week 1
Mike Dolce is one of the middleweight contestants on “The Ultimate Fighter 7”. Mike will be sending me his a blog after every episode of this seasons “Ultimate Fighter”. Here is the first installment:
Imagine: You tell your boss to screw off, put everything you own in a 6 x 6 storage bin and leave your dog with your sister, â€œIâ€™ll see you guys in six weeks, Iâ€™m gonna be the next Ultimate Fighter!â€
Well, donâ€™t unpack your bags just yet, Sport. Dana White has a little twist for you.
In season 7 of Spike TVâ€™s â€œThe Ultimate Fighterâ€, the cast members had to fight their way into the house.
Me, I expected to fight as soon as I landed in Vegas. Some guys were clueless.
Question: Why would the producers mandate, for the first time ever, that the cast members weigh no more than five pounds over this seasonâ€™s class limit on the first day of filming?
Answer: Because you are fighting dumb ass!
Ready or not, youâ€™re still fighting in 48 hours and have 24 hours to make weight. So pick your balls back up off the floor and get to jogging because your whole life will totally change its course in the next two daysâ€¦or you could be going home with a broken arm.
The atmosphere was pretty charged up from that point on. You could tell who was in shape and who liked to fight just by the look in each guys eyes. There were some tough dudes here, a lot of tough dudes actually, and a couple of turds.
Making weight has never been a problem for me. I cut from 205 pounds to 170 pounds four times in 2007. A cut that big makes your soul bleed, trust me! Getting down to 185 is a walk in the park. I trained for eight weeks to show up here in the best shape of my life and it showed.
I only cut two pounds and even ate a light breakfast that morning. My weight was fine.
Some other guys like Steve Byrnes and John Clarke were over 200 pounds at Danaâ€™s now famous fight announcement and had a long night ahead of them. Lots of sits in the sauna and many miles will have to be jogged in their sweat suits. And though both guys eventually made their weight like true professionals, each looked the worse for wear stepping off the scale.
Fight day was sick!
Picture 32 wild animals all locked in the same cage circling, waiting to tear out each otherâ€™s jugulars. No pussy-cats here!
My opponent was Prince McLean. Prince is a 6â€™6â€ Rich Franklin / Jorge Gurgel trained fighter from the Midwest. Heâ€™s an all-state wrestler known for his exceptional kickboxing.
Prince and I became friendly in December â€™07 during the casting interview in Las Vegas. He and I were in the same van, along with Gerald Harris, Josh Hall, Tim Credeur, CB Dollaway, Pat Schultz and John Clarke. All good guysâ€¦then.
Todayâ€¦they are hurdles. Rungs in the ladder of my own success and I had no problem stepping on each one to get to the top. Except for Harris. Heâ€™s my boy! A teammate at Team Quest and a good friend. If we had to fight, and we would definitely throw down, we hoped it would be in the finals.
Stepping in the cage, I knew the fight was won. I could smell it.
About a minute and a half later, it was, by knockout!
Iâ€™m moving into the house and onto â€œThe Ultimate Fighter 7â€!
As the weeks go on, Iâ€™ll be able to give you more behind the scenes details. Just wait until we get into the house.
That place was bleepinâ€™ crazy!