he greatest featherweight of all-time is giggling and giggling and can’t seem to stop. It’s contagious. Four years before living legend melts into postscript, his team sends him out shopping for his first suit, something tailored and custom to make a good impression for a UFC debut. The scene lives forever on YouTube and is an infectiously funny watch. Two minutes of 24-year-old Jose Aldo strutting around a department store, a giant goofy grin tugging at the burn mark on his left cheek, the poor kid from the favelas tittering at the absurdity around him. He gets measured and fitted.
The Night We Faced Aldo
