This guy was the man. The Americanized version of Wanderlei Silva and original Stephan Bonnar. Every fight was a war.
It's too bad he came at a different generation when fighters were making peanuts. Only a handful from that generation who had prolonged careers were able to see the fruits of their labour; Vitor, Wandy, Hendo, etc.
Marcus Aurelius: Tell me again, Maximus, why are we here?
Maximus: For the glory of the Empire, sire.
Baked, not fried... the healthy choice.