If future generations should ever want to get a feel for the best fighters of the early 21st century, they can just study the life and career of Donald Cerrone. He’s fought them all, and in every kind of circumstance. He’s taken on contenders, champions, surging prospects, teammates, welterweights, desperate lunatics, villains of every sort, kickboxers, jiu-jitsu aces, bar brawlers, woodwork figures, high-strung mercenaries looking for a quick buck. He’s fought on the East Coast, the West Coast, in Poland, Singapore, and Canada, arriving by RV, airplane, speedboat and wakeboard. He’s worn a mullet, a beard, a goatee, a shaved head and more shiners than can be calculated.
Among the many shades of Donald Cerrone, this ‘old bastard’ version is the best
