Phil Baroni’s badassry is endless. Dude probably sips Alize for breakfast, has 22-inch rims on his computer chair and turntables spinning house music right in his walk-in closet just in case he needs to spontaneously break out into a fistpump dance. It’s 2010. You can’t just tweet the name of your next opponent to a bunch of eager fans/media who lurk your account hourly. Instead, you have to find Felice Herrig at the UFC Fan Expo, put her on your lap, make her flirt with you and then casually pretend you don’t know who your opponent is while the camera man tells you all about his wrestling pedigree. We don’t need a vote on whether this is ‘Baller or Buster’. Phil Baroni is the ‘New York Bad Ass’. He is genetically predisposed to being ‘Baller’. Check out this video courtesy of BJPenn.com, then immediately go out and see if you can get a hot female MMA fighter to sit on your lap while you announce your next opponent. If you can, we’ll send you a can of pomade and some shutter shades, but you still won’t be cooler than Phil Baroni. [Source]
