Riggs recalled the altercation, "I go down toward his end of the hospital to find a doctor so he could watch me pee in a cup for the boxing commission, and he comes talking smack," Riggs told MMAWeekly "Iím like, go back to the WEC. Youíre bush league. You just got beat up. Thatís two in a row. Youíre out."
"I was just standing around talking sh#t to him. He was like, thatís it, and comes out of his room. I had my hands down. He starts coming up to me. I just never in a million years thought heíd throw a punch. He threw a right hook and hit me right in the chin. I mean it hit me right on the button. I seriously canít say that I was knocked out, but I kind of went down to a knee. Then we just fought and scrambled. I put him against the wall and just Thai clinched and started kneeing the sh#t out of him. His nose was bleeding. I kept kneeing him, and they broke us up. Thatís all that happened."
"I had an IV going. My blood was spraying everywhere. It was like a horror movie. Iím kneeing him and telling his brother, Iím like, come get your brother off of me. He was like, nothing I can do, man. No. His brother, that guy is an idiot, just hanging off his ball sack like a barnacle. I swear to God, I thought he was all for show. Nick Diaz is legitimately nuts. Heís crazy."
Diaz offered his version of the post-fight incident to MMAWeekly as well.
"I walked into the hospital talking s**t. I had already talked s**t after the fight. After the fight, I went in the back, and I was all, f**k you, you f**king bitch. Iíll fight you all night. He was over here talking to a bunch of people and stuff, and I was like, f**k you. He was all, f**k you. I won. Heís all this and that. He goes, go back to the WEC motherf**ker. I go into the hospital, right? As soon as I walk into the door with my brother, this motherf**ker is strapped to a God d**n gurney. Okay? Iím like, what the f**k? Iím like, why are you strapped to a God d**n gurney?
"I wouldnít even have gone to the hospital, first of all. If I win a fight, I donít even care if I need stitches. I ainít going to no f**king hospital. Iíve got a press conference and all of that stuff. I would have taken care of that s**t first. So anyway, heís in the hospital, getting his big steroided ass a f**king IV or whatever. Right when I walk in there, he is looking at me and he is strapped to a gurney. He was all strapped in, and I walked into my room. He was all, whatever. F**k you. I won. He goes, go back to the WEC. He was all like, go back to the WEC. I was like, f**k you, you f**king bitch. Iíll was, Iíll still fight you, you little bitch ass. I said, you donít want to fight me right now. Youíll get your f**king ass whooped. The put me over in a little room, and heís over standing with Billy Rush, or whoever the hell he was, his partner on the whole other side of the hospital. You know what I mean? There was like a nurses station and the emergency doors, right in front of the nurses station, and a little office room next to that. On his side, thatís the hallway, in between the door and the nurses station."
"Do you want to get your ass whooped or what? I was all, I didnít even say that. I started talking sh#t to him when walked over to my room. He was talking s**t to me too, so I wasnít going to sit there in my room. I got up out of my room, walked out of my room, and I was like, whatís up bitch. He threw up his hands and started doing his little Joe Riggs dance around and s**t. I f**king knocked him down. Then he got up and started trying to take me down. I turned him around. I put double under-hooks because he had a single leg. I put both my arms under his. I turned him because Iím hopping on one leg. So I hopped him on one leg, and I hopped him into the little office right next to the doors. You know, where the emergency doors open? You canít get in, but you can get out unless you are an ambulance or whatever. I would have hopped him through those doors; I should have hopped him through those doors and outside, should have taken it outside. But I hopped him into this room and I started punching him in his face up against this wall in this room."
"And then the f**king security ran in and grabbed me. I stopped fighting the security and s**t. I was like, all right, all right, all right. Iím sorry. Iím sorry because they were about to tase us or some s**t. Seriously, they were going to tase us. The cops came in. I figured the cops would have arrested us, but they were Nick Diaz fans or whatever. One of them got an autograph. They were like, hell no Iím not arresting this guy. Heís my favorite fighter. I couldnít believe it. We were in Vegas, so I figured that is the reason why. I signed some autographs for the police. He was like, get your brother man. Get your brother man. Get your brother man, please. He was like, get your brother man. Heís crazy. Iím like, f**k you. He walked over to my side of the hospital, though. I didnít walk over there to his side of the hospital and try to fight him. I stayed on my side of the hospital. I stayed in my room. Okay?"
"I want to fuck....I want to... fight with Chuck here.... Fuck Chuck."