I can remain silent no more on this issue! I’m not the blogging portion of the duo, but I just had to say something about this shit.
I’m not an expert when it comes to addiction. Personally, I find the idea of being shackled to an unaltering habit rather limiting. At worst, it’s the kind of shit that will make your life a living fucking nightmare. Sure, it might seem like a good idea to chase the dragon, but eventually, he’ll burn your ass off.
I was happy when Evan Tanner managed in a seemingly triumphant move to kick his destructive drinking habit. The MMA world breathed a collective sigh, and for a while, his story sounded a little bit like Beowulf, come to slay the Middleweight Grendel that is Anderson Silva.
This happiness was somewhat diminished when a boring Japanese man crushed my dreams, and it was with some trepidation that I patiently awaited to see if our old friend Evan would sink back into despair, and seek the comfort of the bottle. Luckily, it seemed as though this vice was really under control, and his business plan of asking his fans to donate serious monies seemed now a good idea to me; enough for me to seriously consider adding to the fund.
This, however, was revealed to be a terrible plan. It seemed that after his fight with Okami, Evan didn’t have quite enough to pay all of his outstanding bills. Did he go to Payday loans? Did he ask his fans to pay up a little more, at least until his next bout? No. He decided to go to the casino and try to WIN his way out of his debt.
If you think it’s a bad idea to walk into a building designed to sucker you out of your hard earned coin simply for the illusionary thrill of winning, then you have far more sense than poor Evan. It seems he spent every last dime he had, over the span of many days (consecutively it would seem) Gambling his money on the foolish hope that he could somehow beat the house. Needless to say, this After School Special ended with Evan digging around in his car for enough change to buy a can of tuna.
What drives me insane is the fact that Evan appears to seriously defend his actions, hearkening them to his fighting spirit. Somehow, I’m to believe that his “all or nothing” attitude is fucking noble, and to pat him on the back for squandering his hard earned cash on the loose promise of casino monies.
Evan, all you’ve done is trade one monkey on your back for another. You don’t seriously think your fans are going to be impressed with this, do you? Did they borrow money from their grandmothers so you could go the the MGM Grand and spend it all on energy drinks and blackjack? And to have the balls to fucking say that this was the right thing to do, that you wouldn’t take it back if you had the chance! Evan, I love you buddy, but you can’t keep floating through life in a daze, thinking that you can use the same mentality you have in the Octagon and apply to the complexity of every day life.