My Name Is Conor McGregor and I Think I Made a Huge Mistake Challenging Stephen Hawking to a Physics Competition
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I’m Conor McGregor and I’m here to announce my biggest bout yet. The people have been asking for this battle for quite some time. Stephen Hawking, the world’s most renowned living theoretical physicist, versus me, a man who can punch very hard. This won’t be a mixed martial arts match. It won’t even be a boxing match. For some reason, I’ve agreed to step very far outside of my comfort zone and go head-to-head against Hawking in a physics competition.
My representatives and I have signed all of the necessary legal documentation for a Showtime-broadcasted pay-per-view intellectual fight between Stephen Hawking and me. We’ve secured a venue: the Leifson Physics Building at the University of Nevada. I’ve also applied for a Nevada physics license, which I’m starting to think was a scam. Is there even a Nevada State Physics Commission? Oh, God. The guy who sold me the license was definitely a con artist. At any rate, Stephen Hawking, you better watch out. You are at the bottom of your game. I am coming for you with my scientific calculator and my basic understanding of what gravity is.
My fans have repeatedly asked me to enter the classroom against Hawking. This was always the logical next step for me. I conquered the world of fighting, so now it’s time to conquer the world of thinking. I predict that I’ll knock out Stephen Hawking inside of four rounds with my elegant physics solutions. He won’t see it coming. There’s no formula for Conor McGregor.
No disrespect to any single-specialty people out there, but if you’re not constantly jumping into new disciplines for which you’re wildly unprepared, then you are a coward. As soon as your lane on the motorway is moving well without any traffic in your way, you need to swerve like a lunatic into oncoming traffic. Stay out of your lane. That is what a true competitor does.