Tyler knew exactly what I was going to do to him, he had a really good gameplan and was doing exatly the right things to defeat me, but unfortunately for him I was too strong and he could not stay out of my death-grip until the third round by which we were both tired but I had sapped him enough he wasn't anywhere near as dangerous.
Some would call me a clinch cheesing bastard & they would be absolutely right, but that was the only way I was gonna beat a great range fighter like Tyler, at distance he was clearly at an advantage even if I did land some good shots of my own.
Next up is Ben Barnes, poor old Ben has not had the best run so far, maybe he will enjoy a nice face massage from my soft hands.