Watching Jesse Taylor throw away a 50/50 lottery ticket last night, I couldn't help but hear one of my favorite 80's hair band songs screaming in my ear.

Just like a lost soul caught up in the Hollywood scene

All the parties and the limousines

Such a good actress hiding all her pain

Trading her memories for fortune and fame

Win big--Mama's fallen angel

Lose big--livin' out her lies

Wants it all--Mama's fallen angel

Lose it all, rollin' the dice of her life

OK, so you have to sub out a few words but you get the picture. Seeing Taylor self destruct was a real shame. For those that didn't see it, J.T. (as he is known on the show) indulged in a few spirits the night the show was over. He got drunk, kicked out the window of a limo (see lyrics above) and made a jerk of himself in the hotel and casino. As everyone knows, cameras are everywhere in Vegas, and to top it off J.T. ran around screaming "Don't you know who I am? I'm a UFC fighter!" The security staff sent the tapes to Dana White and the handwriting was on the wall for poor Jesse. Dana White kicked him out of the finals, off the show, and out of the UFC. After hearing about the incident my knee jerk reaction was to be upset. The source for my frustration was simple, here was just another reason for the naysayers to drag my favorite sport through the mud. The more I started to think about it though, I felt sorry for the kid. In fact, J.T. himself predicted something would go down.

"I have a good feeling it’s going to hit me tonight," he said. "It’s definitely going to hit me tonight."

Jesse is a great young fighter with tremendous skills. He is a guy the common fans can relate to with his junk food diet and quirky antics. He seemed generally well liked in the house and many fighters commented that he was a great training partner. Quite simply, he made a mistake. I for one hope that Dana White can forgive him for his mistake and give him a shot in a few months. I think he deserves a second chance.