Ufc Fight Night Pre-show File

Across the hall, the pre-show cameras are rolling. is leaning into a microphone, his voice booming through the monitors in the back. "Vance is a dog, but he’s walking into a buzzsaw tonight," Bisping says, pointing to the stats of Vance’s opponent, a Russian phenom who hasn't lost since he was twelve.

Leo stands, the adrenaline finally hitting his bloodstream like a shot of liquid fire. He doesn't need the analysts to believe in him. He doesn't need the odds-makers to favor him. As he moves toward the tunnel, the muffled roar of the crowd starts to bleed through the walls. UFC Fight Night Pre-Show

Leo doesn't blink. He stares at the monitor as his opponent makes the walk—stone-faced, draped in a flag, looking like an apex predator. The "Pre-Show" analysts are debating whether the fight will even go past the first round. Across the hall, the pre-show cameras are rolling

His coach, a man with skin like old leather, leans in. "You hear them, Leo? They’ve already written the obituary. You’re just the guy meant to look good on someone else’s highlight reel." Leo stands, the adrenaline finally hitting his bloodstream