Has anyone talked s#!+ or given negative criticism to a fighter face-to-face? How did it go?

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With the amount of negative comments I read on here towards whatever fighter... Have you ever said the same thing to the fighter in real life face-to-face? How did it go? If not, why not?
 
I told Brock his tatoo is awful.

He replied “Thank you kind sir for your constructive criticism of my body art. I will take note of your observations and try to do better next time I get ink done.”

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Someone tried to have rashad sign a shad face picture. Rashad didnt sign and was not very happy

 
I met BJ at the airport and told him I was not impressed by his performance
 
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I told Anderson that the reason he lost the first fight against Weidman was because he didn't throw enough leg kicks.
 
I walked right up and asked Brock Lesnar if he even lifted and he apologized to me for the inconvenience.
 
Cain Velasquez;

I took my son to get a new tank top. His side muscles are getting so big that he is popping out of his wife beater at school, and it is causing a problem because the ladys are distracted, they can't keep their eyes off of him.

So we are in line at Walmart today, and this guy bumps into my achillies tendon with his shopping cart. I turned around and this s.o.b. is laughing at me. Not even a sorry. I told him to go back to Mexico and go pick some peppers. He got mad and called me a hillbilly. I was going to touch him with my jab, but the shopping cart was shielding him from my line of fire, so I picked up a bag of Skittles and launched it at his face.

He got out of the way, and the Skittles bounced off of this little girl's head. She started crying, and next thing I knew, this big black guy hits me over the head with a shovel. My son began to swing on him, and I got up and tackled the guy. I pulled down his pants and shoved a bag of skittles in his ass. Then I hit him in the cock with a pot of flowers.

The mexican guy thought it was pretty funny, so I threw him inside of his shopping cart and pushed him into a cactus. I didn't even pay for the shirt. My son and I just headed for the door. This old white guy at the door who only had one arm tried to stop us. My son shook his hand and I touched him with the jab. He went down before I could even throw the right.

As I was getting into the truck, this cop tried to put me in hand cuffs. I spun around twice and hit him with the deadly uppercut. My fourteen year old son started the pickup, so I jumped in the back and we sped home. It was a close one, but at least my son got a bigger shirt.
...And then Cain mysteriously got injured on the car ride home.

The end.
 
With the amount of negative comments I read on here towards whatever fighter... Have you ever said the same thing to the fighter in real life face-to-face? How did it go? If not, why not?
There is a 205lb male amateur fighter that works out at my gym and he told us he got tapped out by a 115lb amateur female at his mma gym.

I bring it up to his face and make fun of him often, but he never retaliates. Go figure.
 
This is freaking hilarious and Overeem kind of laughs it off... guy starts singing an anti-Overeem song before the stipe fight in Cleveland:



"His chin! Is done!
He is a glass cannon!
Overeem! Overeem!"
 
I walked up behind cain .... I told him to lay off the hard sparring ........ as he turned to face me he fucked up three virtebrae and twisted his ankle........... then got a nose bleed and fainted because of the altitude (we were upstairs).
 
I almost got into a fight with the Overeem brothers in a bar in Malaysia in 98 or 99’

Valatigine(I know i spelled thay fucked up) was creepily hitting on my sister and she told me to “get this guy away from her”

Confronted him and told him to leave her the fuck alone or I’d knock his ass out.

Reem steps up and says “ do you know who the fuck I am?”
Me “No, and I don’t give a fuck, mess with my sister again and both of y’all are going to sleep”
“Reem” I’m Alistair Overeem!
Me:” who??, don’t give a fuck”

Reem: “I’m Alistair Overeem”
Me :don’t know don’t care don’t give a fuck

Bouncers now step in, break us up and nothing else happens.

Next day or so google, nothing comes up, me what a fucking punk boast loser

I thought he was a rich entitled spoiled foreigner at the time.

Fast forward a number of years later and I see him in pride and I’m all hahaha I almost knocked that fucker out in a bar lol.

This was before he became uberreem of course. I was slightly shorter, but bigger and was still training and fighting at the time.

He was fucking hammered. There is no doubt in my mind that I couldn’t have knocked his drunk ass out at that time on that night.

The circumstances were ripe for the picking. Should have swung, would have made a better legendary sherdog story.

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I almost got into a fight with the Overeem brothers in a bar in Malaysia in 98 or 99’

Valatigine(I know i spelled thay fucked up) was creepily hitting on my sister and she told me to “get this guy away from her”

Confronted him and told him to leave her the fuck alone or I’d knock his ass out.

Reem steps up and says “ do you know who the fuck I am?”
Me “No, and I don’t give a fuck, mess with my sister again and both of y’all are going to sleep”
“Reem” I’m Alistair Overeem!
Me:” who??, don’t give a fuck”

Reem: “I’m Alistair Overeem”
Me :don’t know don’t care don’t give a fuck

Bouncers now step in, break us up and nothing else happens.

Next day or so google, nothing comes up, me what a fucking punk boast loser

I thought he was a rich entitled spoiled foreigner at the time.

Fast forward a number of years later and I see him in pride and I’m all hahaha I almost knocked that fucker out in a bar lol.

This was before he became uberreem of course. I was slightly shorter, but bigger and was still training and fighting at the time.

He was fucking hammered. There is no doubt in my mind that I couldn’t have knocked his drunk ass out at that time on that night.

The circumstances were ripe for the picking. Should have swung, would have made a better legendary sherdog story.

<{UberTS}>
Lmaoooo Overeem at 190 pounds sloppy drunk with a broken hand would still probably kick your ass

Doubly true if his brother was there
 
I almost got into a fight with the Overeem brothers in a bar in Malaysia in 98 or 99’

Valatigine(I know i spelled thay fucked up) was creepily hitting on my sister and she told me to “get this guy away from her”

Confronted him and told him to leave her the fuck alone or I’d knock his ass out.

Reem steps up and says “ do you know who the fuck I am?”
Me “No, and I don’t give a fuck, mess with my sister again and both of y’all are going to sleep”
“Reem” I’m Alistair Overeem!
Me:” who??, don’t give a fuck”

Reem: “I’m Alistair Overeem”
Me :don’t know don’t care don’t give a fuck

Bouncers now step in, break us up and nothing else happens.

Next day or so google, nothing comes up, me what a fucking punk boast loser

I thought he was a rich entitled spoiled foreigner at the time.

Fast forward a number of years later and I see him in pride and I’m all hahaha I almost knocked that fucker out in a bar lol.

This was before he became uberreem of course. I was slightly shorter, but bigger and was still training and fighting at the time.

He was fucking hammered. There is no doubt in my mind that I couldn’t have knocked his drunk ass out at that time on that night.

The circumstances were ripe for the picking. Should have swung, would have made a better legendary sherdog story.

<{UberTS}>

Literally none of this happened.
 
Lmaoooo Overeem at 190 pounds sloppy drunk with a broken hand would still probably kick your ass

Doubly true if his brother was there
Today, all day.

Then, then I was actively training and had some amature kickboxing , Thai boxing and mma fights.

I wouldn’t have been a fish out of water.
 
Cain Velasquez;

I took my son to get a new tank top. His side muscles are getting so big that he is popping out of his wife beater at school, and it is causing a problem because the ladys are distracted, they can't keep their eyes off of him.

So we are in line at Walmart today, and this guy bumps into my achillies tendon with his shopping cart. I turned around and this s.o.b. is laughing at me. Not even a sorry. I told him to go back to Mexico and go pick some peppers. He got mad and called me a hillbilly. I was going to touch him with my jab, but the shopping cart was shielding him from my line of fire, so I picked up a bag of Skittles and launched it at his face.

He got out of the way, and the Skittles bounced off of this little girl's head. She started crying, and next thing I knew, this big black guy hits me over the head with a shovel. My son began to swing on him, and I got up and tackled the guy. I pulled down his pants and shoved a bag of skittles in his ass. Then I hit him in the cock with a pot of flowers.

The mexican guy thought it was pretty funny, so I threw him inside of his shopping cart and pushed him into a cactus. I didn't even pay for the shirt. My son and I just headed for the door. This old white guy at the door who only had one arm tried to stop us. My son shook his hand and I touched him with the jab. He went down before I could even throw the right.

As I was getting into the truck, this cop tried to put me in hand cuffs. I spun around twice and hit him with the deadly uppercut. My fourteen year old son started the pickup, so I jumped in the back and we sped home. It was a close one, but at least my son got a bigger shirt.
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