The top of the UFC starscape is so windswept, there's nothing left to sweep. It's just wind.
Conor McGregor is a ghost, trapped in some celebrity netherworld. Jon Jones keeps tying his own shoelaces together—a crime apparently punishable by excommunication. Brock Lesnar and Ronda Rousey are professional wrestlers. Floyd Mayweather and Anthony Joshua still need many months of sprawl training. They say it's wacky at the top.
Focusing on the stars, though, neglects the forest for the trees. Person to person, this game has never played out at a higher level. From Stipe to DJ, there is excellence everywhere.