Collin Hart always said he never runs from pain, he runs to it. Looking at his two black eyes, Hart ran to it all right. Two blackish-blue, crescent-shaped marks were below both eyes. A perfect match they were, almost too perfect, as if they were applied by a special effects artist. Or delivered by two brutish applications from the same lead pipe.
Hart, 23, is a little self-conscious right now of being seen in public, the two black eyes, the broken nose and the five stitches closing the cut on his right eyelid not making him feel very photogenic. Fact is, to the outsider, they appear to be badges of pride, of honor, examples of toughness — that Hart could absorb the strikes of Britain's Luke Barnatt in Las Vegas last Saturday night. It was Hart's first UFC fight. He lost on a decision, a close decision, one that could have turned just as easily in his favor.
"It was the fight of my life," said Hart, an Analy grad. "I took a lot of damage and I gave a lot of damage. His face looks the same as mine."
The faces of both men had that whacked-by-the-same-lead-pipe look. The sport of mixed martial arts literally marks its participants. It's not a player like walking away from losing a baseball game and seeing a sad, droopy face. This is combat and Barnatt didn't sound like a winner in the post-fight medical examination.
"Hey, Collin, you took out (injured) my leg!" Barnatt screamed from behind a curtain that separated the two men as they were being examined.
"Stuff it!" Hart said. Actually, Hart didn't say "Stuff it!" He said something else but this is a family newspaper and I don't want to get a black eye from my sports editor. Hart was in no mood to be compassionate. His legs, elbow and face were in pain. He was having trouble breathing, diagnosed later as athlete-induced asthma. He felt he had won. And then there was the contact. The UFC website listed Barnatt as landing 113 strikes (contact with knees, feet, hands, elbows). Hart registered 95. That's a lot of contact during only three five-minute rounds.
You would think, after all that, he would have little energy or inclination for humor and fun. To the contrary.
"What happened to you?" That was and still is the question Hart gets from strangers either in Vegas or in Santa Rosa since he returned home Monday. The two black eyes prompt the question. Hart has given three different responses.
"I have a bad case of pink eye," Hart has said. That draws sympathy.
"I have an abusive girlfriend," Hart has said. That draws a lot of sympathy.