UFC 117, otherwise known as Brazil vs. USA (or the World Cup finals match-up that will never happen), produced enough smack-talk between the two that it should be transcribed and placed somewhere in the Smithsonian. In the future, you can take your kids to the museum exhibit and point out the time when Chael Sonnen told Anderson Silva’s manager that he can ‘pray to whatever demon effigy he prances and dances in front of with his piglet tribe of savages‘. That’s ruthless. If words were glue and construction paper, Chael Sonnen could supply every kindergarten class for the next century. Now that Anderson Silva has pulled off one of the greatest teep kicks in UFC history, Chael Sonnen felt the need to chime on his his recent victory.
“Thank you, Anderson, for revealing yet another weakness for me to exploit in our rematch. Beating that poor punching bag doesn’t impress Uncle Chael, guy. You tipped your hand like a chump poker player at a $5 table in Atlantic City. You may have beaten Vitor, but in the process, you LOST your edge. By beating that husk, you gave me the last page of your playbook. Revel in your time, [because] it ENDS the night you face me. I will mow you down like autumn wheat, AGAIN.”
You can’t manufacture this stuff. I’m sure at some point in the future, scientists will discover that smack-talk was built in Chael Sonnen’s DNA by some extraterrestrial civilization that has constructed an entire society on this stuff. [Source]
