LIVE results and play-by-play — Titan FC 39: Cavalcante vs. Healy

LIVE RESULTS: TITAN FC 39: HEALY VS. CAVALCANTE
BankUnited Center, Miami, FL | June 10, 2016

FIGHT 1 — 150 lbs. Catchweight Bout (3 rounds):
Raush Manfio (6-1) vs. Luiz Zequiera (3-2)

Bout begins competitively, but an eye poke in the second round renders Zequiera in limbo with regard to whether or not he can continue. After a questionable ruling for continuation on the ref’s part despite the ringside doctor advising otherwise, the fight continues. Manfio catches Zequiera in his Muay Thai clinch and lands multiple thudding knees to Zequiera’s head, knocking him out cold.
Result: Manfio def. Zequiera by KO, 4:52 Rd. 2

FIGHT 2 — Welterweight Bout (3 rounds):
Ignacio Bahamondes (3-0) vs. Preston Parsons (3-1)

The fighters start off tentatively on the feet, testing each others’ striking mettle. They engage in the clinch and the result is a huge slam by Parsons, planting Bahamondes on his back. Parsons eventually secures a kimura, but Bahamondes flips out of it. Parsons is ready, however, and locks in an arm bar to secure the submission.
Result: Parsons def. Bahamondes by SUB (arm bar), 2:59 Rd. 1

FIGHT 3 — Featherweight Bout (3 rounds):
Chino Duran (8-8) vs. Lazar Stojadinovic (10-5)

After a brief exchange on the feet, the fighters lock up, with Stojadinovic locking in a front headlock. Duran gets out and they separate briefly before reengaging. Stojadinovic lands a hard kick, jumps on Duran’s back and lands a few ineffective punches. A brief scramble on the ground ends in a 50-50 stalemate and they return to their feet. Stojadinovic lands the heavier strikes, jarring Duran a pair of times before the end of the first round.

Round two commences and Stojadinovic takes the center of the cage. Duran uses lateral movement while trying to find his footing, but Stojadinovic is relentless. Duran telegraphs a takedown and Stojadinovic pounces, locking in a rear-naked choke and forcing the tap.
Result: Stojadinovic def. Duran by SUB (rear-naked choke), 1:30 Rd. 2

FIGHT 4 — Welterweight Bout (3 rounds):
Sabah Homasi (9-5) vs. Vitor Eustaquio (8-5)

Homasi capitalizes on an early slip and nearly takes Eustaquio’s head off while throwing heavy leather and moving into his opponent’s guard. Eustaquio controls Homasi’s posture enough to neutralize him. Homasi stands up, allowing Eustaquio to do the same. A pair of lunging attacks from both fighters fails to make anything happen, but as Homasi circles away he catches Eustaquio looking and makes him pay, nailing him with a gorgeous straight right. Eustaquio falls back and this time there’s no tying up the hulking Homasi, whose hammer fists put his unfortunate opponent out of the game for the night.
Result: Homasi def. Eustaquio by TKO, 1:21 Rd. 1

FIGHT 5 — Lightweight Bout (3 rounds):
Kurt Holobaugh (14-4) vs. Luciano Dos Santos (10-7)

Dos Santos, an American Top Team fighter, makes his walk to the cage with some support from the crowd, which by this point in the evening (8:15 p.m. ET) is nearing 1000 people. Holobaugh walks out to slightly less fan fervor with a brown belt draped around his neck. Both men are fighting off of losses.

Holobaugh employs an early jab. After an brief exchange of high kicks, Holobaugh throws an combination whose punches find little home. Holobaugh backs Dos Santos to the cage with another combination and goes for a failed single leg takedown. They resume trading punches on the feet, with Holobaugh getting the better of the exchanges. Holobaugh seems to be reaching with a few of his right overhands, however he’s throwing both in more volume and with more power behind them, it seems, and Dos Santos looks increasingly more like the proverbial deer in headlights, standing at times with his feet parallel to one another — never a good sign. …A headkick on Holobaugh, who unwisely pauses in front of his opponent. The round ends with Holobaugh applying punishment against the cage before returning to the center. Round 1 undoubtedly goes to Holobaugh.

Round 2 starts at a much faster pace than the first and Dos Santos lands heavily, causing the Louisianan to stagger back a bit. He regains his footing in short time, but the momentum may be shifting slightly despite Holobuagh’s several attempts to hop back in the driver’s seat. Dos Santos slips suddenly and Holobaugh leaps in, going for the single leg to exactly the same effect he had the first attempt. Back in the center of the cage the two men go rock ’em sock ’em for a spell, but both (likely realizing they can’t keep up this pace) ease off the gas a bit. In this time Holobaugh has regained his groove and is punishing Dos Santos with strikes far more than the other way around. Still, he’s reaching and whiffs a few times, leaving openings Dos Santos has yet to capitalize on. He lands heavily and Dos Santos staggers back to the cage turnbuckle and Holobaugh goes for broke, throwing right after right into his opponent’s midsection and head until the ref steps in and calls it off. A hard-fought, action-packed contest neither combatant should feel too bad about.
Result: Holobaugh def. Dos Santos by TKO, 4:21 Rd. 2

FIGHT 6 — Flyweight Bout (3 rounds):
Alexis Vila (14-6) vs. Abdiel Velazauez (5-2)

Both men come out to raucous support from the crowd, as both are from South Florida — Vila from Miami, Velazquez from Port Richey.

The fighters look loose as they test each other out — Vila assuming a Muay Thai stance and steady approach while Velazquez uses lateral movement and point karate in-and-out darting. Vila’s money strike thus far is the low kick, which has successfully landed on Velazquez’s inner thigh on a couple of occasions to audible effect. Vila eventually deems that enough is enough, Velazauez isn’t going to play his game and he’s not going to endure playing cat and mouse, and he darts in with a takedown attempt against the cage. Velazquez reverses it and gets on top, but Vila has his neck and commences with a protracted guillotine attempt that goes nowhere. What follows is minor shifting for position that results in a brief scramble returning the fighters to their feet for the remaining ten seconds, in which nothing happens.

Vila launches out of his corner for the second round with a sort of jumping knee/flying starfish attack that always seems to work for fighters. The fighters resume their plan A’s, Vila with his plodding forward movement and low kicks and Velazquez with infrequent engagement. Velazques times a very pretty takedown but allows Vila to get right up, so points for him but nothing much else. Vila’s impatience begins to take hold and he starts moving in faster and eats a nice left hook for his enthusiasm. Velazquez attempts another takedown but it isn’t anywhere near as well-timed and Vila stuffs it. Velazquez backs Vila up to the cage but doesn’t land much of anything and allows his opponent to escape. He then tries for another takedown to win the round but is forced to give it up when the bell rings.

A combination strike/slip puts Vila on his backside briefly, but he recovers and the they resume their round-beginning combat ritual. Some of Vila’s aggression seems to have dissipated, however, as Velazquez appears both the fresher and more aggressive of the two men. Three minutes or so into the round, Velazquez shoots for a takedown and almost succeeds against the cage. With one minute remaining, the crowd is growing restless and becomes much louder. Velazquez eventually lands a knee to Vila’s head while separating from the clinch, but it has no visible impact on the Cuban fighter. The fight ends and they embrace in good sportsmanship.
Result: Abdiel Velazauez def. Alexis Vila by DEC (majority).

FIGHT 7 — Welterweight Bout (3 rounds):
Micah Miller (19-8) vs. Kenny Gadreau (6-3)

The fighters both come out in orthodox stances, with Gadreau using a pawing left hand to try to strip Miller’s defenses. A few uneventful strikes are thrown. A few leg kicks land. Two minutes down and no significant strike has really found its home. Miller throws a nice outside kick that lands right on the hip of Gadreau, who is wearing a grin betraying the gravity of the activity in which he’s currently engaged. Miller lands a takedown and finds himself in Gadreau’s guard — an active one with attempts at rubber guard and some heel kicks to Miller’s legs that are likely just a little more than annoying to him. The round ends there, on the ground, with not much happening.

Gadreau comes out more aggressively, throwing strikes with bad intent, but Miller evades all of them. By the three-minute mark, neither man has landed anything substantial and both seem too tentative to commit to anything risky. Miller capitalizes on Gadreau pausing along the cage, shoots for a successful takedown and moves to side control, landing knees. Gadreau succeeds in moving to north-south momentarily before pivoting and securing full guard again, but Miller uses his superior positioning to take his opponent’s back. Shortly, he begins working for the rear-naked choke. Gadreau survives until the end of the round, but he’s got to know he’s likely down 2-0 and needs a finish in the third.

Gadreau, exhibiting none of the urgency you’d expect from a man down two rounds to none, seems perfectly comfortable going at exactly the same pace he’s has since the fight’s onset. Miller engages the clinch against the cage and though Gadreau gets a few decent knees in, Miller is negating any real offense. Miller gains yet another takedown, this time moving to half guard and locking in the beginnings of an arm triangle. Instead, he uses Gadreau’s movement to gain side control again. Gadreau makes it to the feet with one or two seconds remaining, but the writing is likely on the wall. Unless some sort of inexplicable fix is in, Miller won that bout soundly.
Result: Miller def. Gadreau by DEC (unanimous), Rd. 3

FIGHT 8 — Women’s Bantamweight Bout (3 rounds):
Carina Damm (22-12) vs. Sarah Alpar (6-3)

These diminutive sluggers each drop the other within the first 60 seconds to the contest, with Damm chasing Alpar to the canvas briefly for some ground and pound before both get back to their feet. Again, Damm catches Alpar coming in and connects with an intercepting strike, forcing Alpar to drop to one knee as a result of the impact. Alpar, recognizing this trend early, adjusts and begins fighting more conservatively, a decision that prompts Damm to try baiting her in with leg kicks, which Alpar herself returns fire with on occasion. Damm lands one final left hook before the ref separates them at the end of the round. Two knockdowns to one, I say this one goes to Damm.

A breather seemed all these ladies needed, because they start at it again with close to as much gusto as they did at the beginning of the first round. Alpar, the shorter of the two women, remains content trying to time her strikes in response to Damm’s longer punches and kicks and she succeeds briefly in trapping Damm against the cage. Alpar lands a heavy overhand but Damm shrugs it off and shortly returns fire with a combination that is at least half successful. Alpar takes the center of the cage and begins landing more frequently, while Damm resolves to landing body and leg kicks to keep her opponent guessing. Leaning in, Alpar launches a heavy overhand left that lands partially, but her forward momentum places her right in line for a knee from Damm, who capitalizes on the position. They circle the cage, exchanging, and the Alpar goes in for a takedown and gets it. She’s out of position, however, and Damm locks in a tight arm bar, which she holds onto steadfastly until the end of the round.

Alpar comes into the third round possessed, backing Damm up and landing heavy strikes. Damm stays composed, answers back with her own strikes and clinches with her opponent along the cage. Upon separation,  Alpar continues her assault, throwing heavy left overhands, straights and right hooks crisper than they should be this late into such a grueling bout. Damm’s face, a bloody visage of gaped crimson, continues to take more punishment. Alpar’s features also show signs of wear. Alpar literally chases Damm around the cage for the final ten seconds of the round and the entire arena gets to their feet in appreciation of what is thus far the most action-packed fight of the night.
Result: Damm def. Alpar by DEC (unanimous), Rd. 3
Note: I disagree with that ruling. I thought that despite her good showing in the first round Damm lost the last two rounds. 

FIGHT 9 — Welterweight Title Bout (5 rounds for the vacant belt):
Dhiego Lima (11-4) vs. David Michaud (9-2)

Lima comes out clearly wanting the fight to play out at distance, landing all of his first three strikes, but Michaud moves forward, backing Lima against the cage, and unloads. As Lima repeatedly tries to create enough distance to implement his game plan, Michaud marches into him, taunting him before closing the distance and boxing dirtily. Uppercuts and hooks are the name of Michaud’s game. The larger, taller man, Lima manages to absorb Michaud’s output and appear no worse for wear, but even though Michaud’s face wears punishment worse, he’s clearly winning these exchanges. The fight goes horizontal with Michaud on top. He stands, feigning distance before moving back in to attempt strikes again. This game is repeated multiple times and Lima has little answer but to stay composed and wait it out. Lima finally gets up but Michaud connects and Lima falls, though not so out of his wits that the ref feels compelled to step in. The round ends with Michaud on standing over Lima, taunting him once more.

The second round picks up close to where the first left off, with Lima on the defensive as Michaud stalks him, giving him limited space against the cage with which to move and avoid strikes. Suddenly, Michaud falls to the ground, the result of an inadvertent eye poke. After a brief respite, the fight recommences and Michaud is back on Lima instantly. Lima gains a little ground and returns to the cage momentarily, but Michaud’s constant approach affords Lima little in-cage real estate. Lima, realizing that he’s got to do something different, shoots for the takedown and gets Michaud’s back. Michaud escapes, gives up mount, shrimps to guard and Lima stands, hoping to repay Michaud in kind for his activity in the first round. But Michaud escapes! He times things to where Lima is on a knee and cracks him with a hook to the temple that, while not entirely wobbling Lima, visibly disheartens him by the time the bell rings. Can Michaud keep this pace up for three more rounds?

Round three begins and, following a skirmish against the cage, the fighters resume their stances in the center. Michaud is cut along the right side of his face. Lima has a cut under his left eye. Though it seems Michaud is responsible for much of the fight’s action, it’s Lima who looks the most tired of the two. Clinch work, separation, a takedown attempt by Lima that goes nowhere. Another takedown a minute later, same effect. Michaud, who let a minute go by without much output, starts to throw heavily again, but there clearly isn’t as much pop on his punches. Even taking this round off to a certain extent, he’s winning the round. Lima lands gorgeous left jab, followed by a 1-2 combo that rattles Michaud a bit. It’s easily the most eventful exchange of the round until 20 seconds later, when a missed strike by Lima exposes his back and Michaud punces, slamming the Brazilian to the canvas to accentuate the round’s ending.

Round four starts off predictably and by the 3:30 mark Lima is in full takedown mode. If his goal is to tire out Michaud, he’s succeeding, but the takedowns are otherwise ineffectual. Lima throws a front kick which appears to graze Michaud’s cup, but despite his complaints to the ref, it’s ignored. Lima connects with a strike and Michaud goes down. Lima follows him to the ground but isn’t able to land anything substantial. He remains offensive while Michaud tries to keep him from progressing past half guard. The fight ends with Lima standing, walking away and inviting his opponent to stand too. As Michaud gets to his feet the bell rings.

The momentum has seeminglyl shifted. Lima is on the balls of his feet, cracking Michaud, who tiredly plods forward. Lima’s inability to put the South Dakotan away is problematic, however, as Michaud’s pressuring game eventually moves him back into his comfort zone. With two minutes left, Michaud attempts a lazy takedown and gets the expected result. But as Lima moves around the outside of the cage he turns at the wrong time and Michaud is once again on his back and lands a takedown which puts the fight horizontal for perhaps five seconds. One minute left, both men take deep breaths. Michaud attempts a takedown, fails, looks at the clock and gets a left kick in the head. Lima stops to admire his work momentarily and Michaud charges forth, presses him against the cage and forces a messy exchange. Michaud once again looks at the clock, raises his hand to signal victory and gets slugged in the jaw. Both he and Lima throw leather for perhaps five seconds or so until the ref steps in to call an end to the contest. Time for scorecards.
Result: Lima def. Michaud by DEC (majority) to win the vacant Titan FC welterweight belt.
Note: As with the last fight, I disagree with the judges’ ruling and believed Michaud deserved the nod. 

FIGHT 10 — Featherweight Title Bout (5 rounds):
(C) Andre Harrison (12-0) vs. Deivison Ribeiro (26-9)

Harrison takes the outside circle, allowing Ribeiro to take center. A brief exchange shows that even though Ribeiro is listed as being the “boxer,” Harrison’s hand speed is no joke. However, the champion’s willingness to limit his range of mobility to left and right ( by being against the cage) may prove a liability, as is displayed by a nasty, dangerous exchange in which Ribeiro lands cleanly a pair of times. Harrison appears unrattled and steps forward a bit, attempting to gain the center or at least provide himself with some backward movement. Ribeiro answers this by introducing a new weapon into the arena, a front kick that finds its home the two of the firs three times it’s thrown. Harrison gains the center of the cage, but doesn’t pressure his opponent back in the same way he was. He’s effectively sharing the center with Ribeiro and gets caught moving in with intercepting right hooks and a head kick. The bell rings.

Ribeiro marches forward to open the second round. A brief distraction for Harrison is all the opening the challenger needs and he opens up with a flurry, backing the champion to the cage. They disengage and exchange blows. Ribeiro falters, indicating a low blow occurred. Harrison hesitates, not wanting to attack when the ref is stepping in, but when the ref remains idle he shoots for a takedown and succeeds. Ribeiro, turtled, turns and gives up his back. Harrison tries but is unable to make anything happen and the challenger escapes. Back on the feet, Harrison is looser, throwing a powerful headkick that doesn’t find its home. Ribeiro attacks the body with kicks, down-payments for the latter rounds. Harrison allows himself to be walked back to the cage and Ribeiro unleashes a headkick and a body punch further along down the cage. In open space, Ribeiro connects with an overhand right. The champion’s chin is holding up so far, but something’s got to change or he’s going to lose this one.

Zero head movement from Harrison, who partially eats a head kick in the first thirty seconds of the third round. Ribeiro seems to beat him to the punch every time Harrison plants his feet to throw. Harrison begins pumping out the jab and lands twice, snapping Ribeiro’s head back. A few messy exchange. Suddenly, Ribeiro goes wobbly, favoring his right shin. It looks fractured. The ref calls in the doctor. The video replay confirms it and just like that the fight is over.
Result: Harrison def. Ribeiro by TKO (injury; ref stoppage), Rd. 3

FIGHT 11 — Lightweight Title Bout (5 rounds for the vacant belt):
Gesias “JZ” Cavalcante (19-8) vs. Pat Healy (33-21-1)

Healy and Cavalcante start off sharing the center of the cage. Healy in pursuit. Standing erect. Healy backs him to the cage, hesitates and Cavalante cracks him hard. Healy buckles, falls forward. As he tries to get up, Cavalcante lands lefts and rights. Healy falls to his back. A pair hammerfist punctuates things and Cavalcante is pulled off of his unconscious opponent.
Result: Cavalcante def. Healy by KO (punches), 2:07 Rd. 1

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