This is the breakfast of an old-school champion from the 90’s. Jon Jones can’t defend this. And it’s ironic that Cormier chooses Pepsi over Jon Jones’ upper of choice: coke. Carmel-colored soft drinks and bacon are the new isolation tank and green juice. We’re getting back to the way fighters used to be. Pigging out, being manly men and being damn proud of it.
This is why people like Daniel Cormier. Hopefully, he doesn’t blow up in the years after his fighting career is done, but even if he does, we’ll gladly ride down a gravy river in a bucket of Popeye’s Chicken with him.
In fact, we hope Daniel Cormier dedicates his life to creating a Popeye’s Chicken theme park in a Willy Wonka fashion.