I picture kid mccoy in a mountain top retreat, surrounded by reams of lost tomes on all fighting sports, many never seen or heard from by us less informed individuals, as kid absentmindedly opens up a random encyclopedia of pugilistic knowledge, he remembers his friends at sherdog so he fires up the state of the art computer and his vocabulary to give us a nugget of wisdom that weeks later I'll still be trying to detect all the nuances to his words of ethereal knowledge.
or he could just pull it off the top of his head like I do.