Liam McGeary doesn't care who wins Bellator Dynamite tournament, as long as it's not Phil Davis

For Liam McGeary, it all started on a lumpy sofa in Andover. Weirdly enough, with Tito Ortiz.
McGeary was already 26 by then, a suddenly too-old concrete worker who'd settled into a nine-to-five of construction and weeknight partying. Then one afternoon his mate threw on an old DVD, and up flashed the images of Ortiz, the original bad boy, getting melted where he stood by a mohawked embodiment of McGeary's tough guy lifestyle.
It was somewhere between the fortieth and fiftieth punch Ortiz ate th