In 24 hours, I will mostly likely still be configured in relatively the same position on this sofa in anticipation for Strikeforce Miami. There’s a mini fridge and a microwave, a half eaten pizza on the floor and a large spear all within 5 feet of me. I could kill a friggin lion and nuke it in the microwave without leaving the couch. I have nothing to worry about. The only injury I can sustain would be overextending my hamstring reaching for the last slice of this meatlovers deluxe pizza. If I were locked in the cage with a guy that has the highest KO ratio in all of MMA, Strikeforce would need an army of janitors to clean the crap from my pants before I climbed the fence and took the nearest taxi across the border. But this Robbie Lawler, he isn’t too worried about the Manhoef. [Source]
