Oh woe is me. I wake up this morning to learn the direst of news: Royce Gracie failed his K1 Dynamite drug test. This is like learning that Abe Lincoln put Ecstasy up his ass at ye olde rave, or George Washington freebased coke with whores in the Oval Office. From Sherdog:
Mixed martial arts icon Royce Gracie (Pictures), best known as the slender gi-wearing Brazilian who twisted oversized competitors into knots during the early days of the Ultimate Fighting Championship, tested positive for traces of Nandrolone, a commonly used anabolic steroid, following his decision win over Kazushi Sakuraba (Pictures), June 2 in Los Angeles, the California State Athletic Commission revealed Thursday.
Of course, things aren’t too grim. There’s tons of room for the Gracie family to get out of this little predicament. The fact this this was only ‘traces’ of Nandrolone mean Royce can claim a supplement he used contained the stuff unknowingly (the Vitor Belfort defense). Nandrolone can also be naturally occurring in the body under a bunch of different circumstances (the Tour de France defense). And of course finally we can just say Armando Garcia is a fucking wad and we don’t trust anything he says (the tinfoil hat defense).
But one thing is for sure: that guy we used to have a lot of respect for but now we don’t anymore because he’s one dimensional egomaniac and was never really that good in the first place because he was fighting when no one know anything about jiu-jitsu? He just lost our respect.
Sam Stout’s cornerman and trainer Shawn Tompkins was on Fight Network radio today calling Joe Rogan a douche. The reason? Joe’s one sided commentary and comments during the Fisher/Stout match. This isn’t the first time Tompkins has called out Rogan for biased commentating. Shawn also had issues with Joe’s calling of the Hominick/Gurgel bout.
Before the third round of the fight, Tompkins told Stout that he was winning the punching exchanges. I don’t know what fight Shawn was watching, but it wasn’t the one we all saw on Tuesday. Perhaps he was watching the first Stout/Fisher match in his head where Stoud did outbox Fisher.
Anyways, Tompkins is either a liar or an idiot because Stout WASN’T winning the exchanges. And to send a fighter back into the ring with that kind of incorrect info is like bringing a country into war on bad intelligence. Except instead of 3500 dead troops you had Sam Stout trying to box his way through a round he should have used his kickboxing in.
I can’t say enough times how important it is to have a corner who will give you good and practical information during a fight. Jon Fitch’s corner told him exactly what he was doing wrong and how to fix it. With their help he finished off his opponent in the second round. I dunno if a different corner would have changed things in this fight but Tompkins got caught telling his guy some dumbass shit, and trying to pin the blame on Rogan isn’t gonna change that.
Just wanted to point out that the guys from BloodyElbow and UFCMania are teaming up to bring you a live radio show before and after UFC 72. One of the sponsors for the show is Triggonomics, Frank Trigg’s clothing line. And while the Triggonomics website looks like Myspace and Geocities had an flipper baby, the shirt designs aren’t too shabby. I like the girls shirts more than the guys shirts. What the fuck does that mean? Am I gay? I’m so confused…. DAMN YOU FRANK TRIGG!
You learn a lot of things about a dude by reading his wikipedia page. Stuff like his real name (Kevin Ferguson). His fighting style (‘fisticuffs’). His old job (pornstar bodyguard). Who he’s fought (Big D, Astro Puff and Chico). But what Kimbo’s wiki doesn’t tell you is that he’s being trained by Bas Rutten. And let me tell you something: If Bas Rutten gives someone his seal of approval, then they’re okay. Bas Rutten could say OJ Simpson was innocent, and I’d believe him. So even though I’ve shat on Kimbo Slice in the past, he’s with Bas now so we’re tight. Seen?
Zach Arnold scoops me on the funniest quote of the century. Did I need a reason to hate him more? You’re going down, Mr Puroresusruosurusoo.