I really hate that today is the day that I never wanted to happen. Immediately after you read this, I suggest you find the nearest Ole English (or your favorite 40oz malt liquor of choice) and pour a little out for Mirko Cro Cop. In an interview with Jutarnji.hr, Cro-Cop pretty tells us that he’s finished. No more left high kicks, no more checkered Croatian butt shorts. It’s over.
“Maybe the ones who have said that I’m done are right. Obviously, I can’t break my mental block in the Octagon. Besides, I’ve been training like a spartan for 20 years now — my body is worn out. The years caught up to me, I’ve been worn out…. [Junior dos Santos] won that fight and would have won it by decision. Simply put, he is younger, more hungry, more aggressive. He wanted to win a lot more…. The mat was slippery like glass. I almost fell down trying to do the left high kick. But I’m not looking for an alibi. This was not the performance the public would pay for. I don’t feel the hunger anymore. I started playing it safe, I’m not ready to take risks. I would like to thank everybody that supported me and stood by me and everyone who helped me to prepare for this fight. I’ve been living a military life for 20 years now. Getting up at 6 a.m. and having physically challenging task up to 8 p.m. I want a normal life. I’m entering a cage and thinking about fishing in Privlaka. You can’t win that way. Maybe I should’ve quit after I won the open weight grand prix.”
RIP Cro Cop. You will forever be missed. Thanks for entertaining the hell out of us for years and I appreciate the amount of money I made off my former roomates from your Pride FC fights. [Source]
