The Buffer Brothers

Was watching UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) last night. A blood and guts extrordinaire. I dig it fully.

It has nearly ruined boxing for me however. It just has.

But the funny thing is, is that the announcer for UFC is Bruce Buffer (on right). If you follow boxing AT ALL you are very familiar with his much more famous announcer brother, Michael Buffer (correct, on left). If the name doesn’t ring a bell (insert rim shot) than let me catch you up to speed.

“LLLLEEEET’S GET RRRRRREADYYYY TO RUUUUUUUUMBLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE”

You with me? Yeah, that guy. That’s his copyrighted catchphrase that has made him a millionaire many times over. Not a bad job he has. Definitely not a hard job.

So proves his brother Bruce. Unless it’s genetic. He changes the wording in his presentations for the UFC, but the delivery is the same.

“LEEEEEETT’S GET READY TO FOOOOR MAAAAANSLAUGHTEERRRRRRRRRRRR”

Or something to that effect.

Which makes me laugh. Cause you’d have to imagine what their Thanksgivings and Christmases must look like when they get together. There’d have to be sibling rivalry with all that shit. No way they’ve sidestepped that one.

I’m thinking the interactions would go something like this:

Bruce: (Quietly) Would you please pass the potatoes?

Mike (they’re at home…it’s informal) passes the potatoes.

Bruce: WHHHYYY THAT LOOOOOK?

Mike: (maintaining his composure) What look would that be Bruce?

Bruce: You know what I’m talking about. The look you’ve GIIIIVEN ME ALL THEEESE YEEEEEEEEEEEEARSSSSS.

Mike: (Drops his fork and shoulders) Here-we-go-again-How-long-did-it-take-to-to-get-to-it-this-time-THREEEEE MINUTES AND TWENNNNNNTY THREE SECONDS INTO OUR MEEEEAL. DING DING DING WE HAVE A WINNNNNER.

Bruce: LLLLLLEEEETTTS GET READDDDDY TOOO RUUU….

Mike: Don’t you dare.

To be a fly on that wall. Ah, I’d love to see it.

BN