New logo was totally going to get a UFC contract, but he blew out his knee training with Chuck Liddell a few years back.
The thing about New Logo is he doesn't care. Some may think it's naive, some might call it cocky, but in a way New Logo's ability to maintain focus on his ultimate goal is admirable. Is his MMA "fighting career" over? Maybe, but that isn't stopping him from getting a job at as a personal trainer, spitting seemingly successful game on twitter, and constantly evolving his instagram and social media persona — mostly with lots of curl reps and shrug fueled shirtless, sunglasses wearing selfies.
He's unabashedly chauvinistic, and doesn't care what you think, because at least in his mind he can kick your ass, and if he can't the bros in his wolfpack definitely will. He's living the American dream, bumping electronic dance music in his Nissan Altima on the new 15" woofers he just bought on the way from the gym to the bank, to cash his paycheck then hit the club with his bros TapOut and MusclePharm. When he sees old logo out at the bar he sneers, lifts his shirt to expose abs, Old Logo rolls eyes and gets back to watching the game.
Don't get it twisted though, at the end of the day, you didn't notice New Logo putting half his paycheck into a fund to help start his own fitness club. He can see it on the horizon. He ain't no 9-to-5 type, his own business, a G-35 to replace the Nissan, and a slick condo to replace his bedroom in a rented apt with a roommate he doesn't really like are right around the corner.
