On Vitor Belfort vs. Marvin Eastman (UFC 43):
‘Man, that shit was craaaaaaazay. I kept scannin’ the crowd, waiting for Jaqueline Kennedy to jump into the cage to try to put Marvin’s skull back together or some shit. Sorry to say, but I really lost it on that one, really lost my professionalism for the first time in my career. I remember saying to Vitor, ‘Aww, man, you shot Marvin in the face. Why the fuck did you do that?’ He said, ‘Well I didn’t mean to do that, it was an accident,’ and I told him ‘I seen some crazy-ass shit in my time, but this?’ Finally I just said ‘Fuck it’ and called 911.
On BJ Penn vs. Diego Sanchez (UFC 107):
‘I kept yelling at Diego’s trainers ‘Leave the hatchet in his forehead, leave the hatchet in his forehead!’ (It’s) First Aid 101, really-you never pull a weapon from a wound, it helps prevent unnecessary blood loss. But what do those fucking amateurs do? They pull out the hatchet, and you all saw the result.’
On Tito Ortiz:
Just the nicest guy you’ll ever want to meet. I remember the early days, when the production budget wasn’t what it is today, Tito would show up early before his fights and help the road crew pound the Octagon’s supporting pillars into the ground, using just his head. Besides Eastman, the only other time I can remember not being able to help a fighter was Tito. He’d come to me asking for help with this big gash his wife had. I took a look; my God, it was enormous-just an enormous, gaping, infinite chasm of a gash. There was nothing anyone could’ve done, in any amount of lifetimes, about a gash that big. I felt so bad-just the nicest people you’d ever want to meet, the both of ‘em.
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