It was after the fight. He was standing around by himself wearing a hawaiian shirt.
I went up to him and told him I watched all of his fights that were aired. Told him he had a great chin, lots of power and that he was always fun to watch. All of which he was very receptive towards. But then I said, "I hope you go back in the ring again, you're a great fighter.".
Then he turned. For some reason this really ticked him off. He yelled at me, "I proved myself already. I don't need to do anything for YOU *this is when he poked me in my chest* or anyone else. The guys fighting now haven't proved anything. I don't need to chase people down for a belt, they should be chasing me down for a belt."
He was walking right into me - I had to move back or I would have been right up against him. His left fist was balled up by his side.
He called me a punk a bunch of times and challenged me to do something.
THANKFULLY a huge security guard got in between us.... well, more in front of McCall because I wasn't about to do anything.... except for bleed alot if it got ugly.
Yeah, pretty bad night.
Fly to Auburn Hills, fight ends early because Golota was mad, food just flying in the Palace, got hit by some, get called a punk and challenged to fight by a heavyweight boxer.
THEN.... fly back to Wisconsin, see the movie "Blair Witch 2" - possibly one of the worst horror films I have ever seen.
Terrible weekend.