"What has the guy done to deserve to be in the UFC? Nothing. I don't consider him a real athlete or anything. He won't win The Ultimate Fighter." — Dana White, October 26, 2008
"And there went out a champion out of the camp of the Philistines, named Goliath, of Gath, whose height was six cubits and a span..." — 1 Samuel 17
Kimbo Slice is a golem.
Most fighters are forged, but Kevin Ferguson is different. He was created from parts, a stiff punch and a thick beard, an attitude and an era. Unhoned, lumped together, closer to clay than steel. Even his name isn't real; who calls him "Kevin" these days? He's Slice, a trophy for the particularly vicious cuts he caused on video (note: NSFW; language and graphic violence).
Everything is video these days. Used to be, you had to line up that perfect photograph and pray you'd get one in your career. A pinnacle shot like the leering Ali, bicep curled, Liston down. Now it's all on tape. Pick your screencap from a million cameras. Would you like that in high-def?
We don't have video on Goliath. Maybe David had great aim, or maybe we had Goliath a cubit too tall, a length too wide on the Tale of the Tape. Maybe this was all the first run of the Great Hype Machine, building our fighters up until it's necessary to destroy them. Until it's time for a newer, fresher King. Don't know. Don't have video.
Who was Kimbo destroyed for, in his second act? Do you see a crown on Seth Petruzelli's head? The last time I saw Seth he was on a leash, being used as a prop. Where's his throne? If not Petruzelli, it might have been Ken Shamrock. Shamrock didn't need that win, but he may well have gotten it anyway. EliteXC had one huge name and they dangled him too far and he fell apart, and then they paid for it with their company.
Kimbo Slice had to fall. We demand it of every name we build. But why so soon?
Kimbo Slice is a pariah.
Watch the name "Kimbo Slice" float past the ear of a hardcore MMA fan. Watch their eyes roll, their distaste, that look of "I'm-so-PAST-that".