A few observations from UFC 135: “Jones vs. Rampage”:

-I love Aaron Riley and do remember his Hook’n’Shoot wars with Yves Edwards (from “back in the day”).  But there comes a time when a fighter needs to stop fighting – especially when that fighter likes having a functional jaw for eating and speaking purposes – and it may be time for Riley to call it quits.

-We knew going in that Tony Ferguson was going to punch to the face and punch hard.  I say enough with the “gimme” fights for this TUF winner.  Release the hounds!  (And by hounds, I mean let’s see how he likes Jim Miller or Don Cerrone punching him back.)

-I like this 185-pound version of Tim Boetsch.  Very strong, very dangerous and very fun.

-If Nate Diaz continues looking like he did last night, he might finally become a force to be reckoned with in the lightweight division.  The kid was straight-up flawless.

-If we never see Rob Broughton or Travis Browne again I’d be happy.

-Say what you will about Ben Rothwell – he had zero cardio, looked sloppy, blah, blah, blah – but coming out for Round 3 when he was completely spent took a ton of heart.  He was even trying to finish while the final seconds of the bout were ticking away.   Bravo, dude.

-Matt Hughes was kicking ass up until he wasn’t.  He may not have gotten a “Chris Lytle” ending to his career, but he has nothing to be ashamed of.  He was, and always will be, the man.

-Honestly, Jon Jones beating Rashad Evans is a forgone conclusion.  Now, the only match-ups to seriously challenge him would be against Cain Velasquez and Junior dos Santos.