4 Apr 2013 10:01:42 AM
(A loaded bowl, nunchucks, and a ball on a string. In Stockton, this is how you go gently into that good night.)
I just can’t anymore with Nick Diaz, you guys. I just can’t.
Earlier today, Diaz’s (likely overpaid) attorney, Jonathan Tweedale, told MMAMania the following:
As a longtime fan of Diaz (his fighting style, at least), this “news” did not come as a shock to me, but was disappointing to hear nonetheless. Not because it means we won’t be seeing Diaz in the octagon anytime soon, but because this “I won’t play unless you pass me the ball,” retirement-as-a-bargaining-tool mentality represents the straw that has finally broke this camel’s back.
Look, I could set aside Diaz’s glaring mental deficiencies and overall jackassery back when he was laying waste to the Strikeforce welterweight division (or kicking Frank Shamrock’s ass…especially when he was kicking Frank Shamrock’s ass). When Diaz returned to the UFC after a five year absence, I was generally excited that we would have a new player at 170 lbs. Hell, when Diaz screwed himself out of a shot at St. Pierre, then dropped his next fight to Carlos Condit, then tested positive for marijuana metabolites and subsequently “retired” for the first time, I was still willing to hold onto the hope that Diaz vs. GSP would become a reality just so we could finally put all the debate to rest.
But then, it did happen, and let’s face it, Diaz choked.Read More DIGG THIS