Bad news, Potato Nation. According to our research, it has been at least 4 days since we’ve posted anything remotely spank-worthy on our site (unless Miesha Tate in jortsreally does it for you). As such, our evil, robotic overlords forgiving, kind-hearted supervisors have informed us that if we want to continue enjoying Stir-Friday and Jameson-sponsored-skydiving-Tuesdays here at CP, we best get with the titties. Apparently the occasional Darrill Schoonover post just doesn’t cut it anymore.
So that brings us to the above behind-the-scenes video of Arianny Celeste’s 2014 calendar shoot. We’re not sure if anyone honestly purchases calendars anymore, but what the hell? It’ll provide a few of you with a temporary escape from your jobs that certainly suck more than ours and the rest of you with a chance to act like you totally wouldn’t hit that, so enjoy.
Five bucks out of my wallet goes to the commenter who can make the best “Who would want to be behind Arianny’s scenes?” joke or alternate version thereof.
Bad news, Potato Nation. According to our research, it has been at least 4 days since we’ve posted anything remotely spank-worthy on our site (unless Miesha Tate in jortsreally does it for you). As such, our evil, robotic overlords forgiving, kind-hearted supervisors have informed us that if we want to continue enjoying Stir-Friday and Jameson-sponsored-skydiving-Tuesdays here at CP, we best get with the titties. Apparently the occasional Darrill Schoonover post just doesn’t cut it anymore.
So that brings us to the above behind-the-scenes video of Arianny Celeste’s 2014 calendar shoot. We’re not sure if anyone honestly purchases calendars anymore, but what the hell? It’ll provide a few of you with a temporary escape from your jobs that certainly suck more than ours and the rest of you with a chance to act like you totally wouldn’t hit that, so enjoy.
Five bucks out of my wallet goes to the commenter who can make the best “Who would want to be behind Arianny’s scenes?” joke or alternate version thereof.
(Just another day at Stockton HQ. That guy to the right? CEO of Finances and Anti-Bullshit.)
Following in the footsteps of his former promotion, Nick Diaz’s WAR MMA recently released a “Danavlog”-style video detailing the ins and outs of an upstart promotion in the days leading up to their first event, which went down last weekend to mixed results. Why anyone involved allowed MMAFighting’s E. Casey Leydon to do this, or release the specific footage that he did, defies the most basic entrepreneurial logic imaginable, but such is Nick Diaz.
The footage, which depicts Diaz’s crew of cohorts smoking weed (specifically resin, because what? You can’t smoke Cali Kush on a UFC salary), breaking into cars, and failing to even get their promoter to show up to the weigh-ins as promised (classicDiaz, amiright?), is damning evidence on almost every level. And yet, they allowed it to be released. Willingly. Like if the NSA had chosen to hand Edward Snowden the PRISM metadata, a Presidential Medal of Freedom and a first class ticket to Moscow on live television.
How an organization so haphazardly assembled even managed to pull off an event the size of WAR MMA without anyone dying is simply shocking when viewed through the hindsight goggles of this video, so join us after the jump as we marvel in the ridiculousness that is a Nick Diaz business venture.
(Just another day at Stockton HQ. That guy to the right? CEO of Finances and Anti-Bullshit.)
Following in the footsteps of his former promotion, Nick Diaz’s WAR MMA recently released a “Danavlog”-style video detailing the ins and outs of an upstart promotion in the days leading up to their first event, which went down last weekend to mixed results. Why anyone involved allowed MMAFighting’s E. Casey Leydon to do this, or release the specific footage that he did, defies the most basic entrepreneurial logic imaginable, but such is Nick Diaz.
The footage, which depicts Diaz’s crew of cohorts smoking weed (specifically resin, because what? You can’t smoke Cali Kush on a UFC salary), breaking into cars, and failing to even get their promoter to show up to the weigh-ins as promised (classicDiaz, amiright?), is damning evidence on almost every level. And yet, they allowed it to be released. Willingly. Like if the NSA had chosen to hand Edward Snowden the PRISM metadata, a Presidential Medal of Freedom and a first class ticket to Moscow on live television.
How an organization so haphazardly assembled even managed to pull off an event the size of WAR MMA without anyone dying is simply shocking when viewed through the hindsight goggles of this video, so join us after the jump as we marvel in the ridiculousness that is a Nick Diaz business venture.
A few of our favorite moments:
0:09 – The ominous preface text straight out of The Blair Witch Projectis disturbingly appropriate for what’s about to come. 1:06 – Weigh-ins at Buffalo Wild Wings are this year’s weigh-ins at Wal-Mart. 4:00 – Well at least the audience attending the weigh-ins could keep things as civil as the fighters. 4:43 – Diaz’s lawyer, Jonathan Tweedale, attempting to justify Diaz not showing up for HIS OWN PROMOTION’S WEIGH-INS as previously promised by claiming that “He wants the focus to be on the fighters.” Right. 7:15 – “Phone charger is wrapped around the doorknob? Fuck it!” 7:22 – Less than an hour before the fights and we’re already breaking into cars with coat hangers and a fucking sai. Bull Mountain, don’t go changin on me! 9:00 – According to Tweedale, some “fucking assholes” attacked the WAR MMA stream servers. I wonder…who…it…could’ve…been. 11:43 – Tweedale – “Is that tobacco?”
Anonymous – “No.”
Tweedale – “Do you have a lighter?”
Anonymous – “It’s resin.”
Tweedale – “Resin?!” *sets down bong* 13:00 – This situation has officially devolved into a Monty Python’s Flying Circus sketch. 15:06 – Out first true glimpse at Diaz the promoter, who is all shaking hands and telling mothers to kiss their own goddamn babies. 15:19 – It appears that Clay Guida’s years of alcohol abuse are finally starting to catch up with him. 17:30 – MY GOD DAT GIRL ON THE RIGHT. 18:19 – Weirdest. Make-a-Wish. Ever. 20:00 – Did I just hear a Secret of Mana reference? HESPECT.
The video ends with Diaz discussing his plans, or lack thereof, for a second WAR MMA event. And just like that, a major player in the MMA world was toppled. Tune in next week for more behind-the-scenes footage from WAR MMA, featuring a pre-fight dice game outside a Wendy’s, Tweedale visiting his doctor and being diagnosed with a brain aneurysm, and a plethora of F-bombs that would make Dana White cover his ears in horror.
For a card that featured a nearly-severed toe and two technical decisions due to eye-pokes, hearing the voice of Satan during the UFC 159 broadcast fit in perfectly with the “Cursed” theme of the night. That eerie, disembodied voice — which seemed to say “Jerry Rips!”, whatever that means — popped up twice (if I recall correctly), most notably during the Bisping/Belcher fight. The next day, a YouTube user calling itself Jerry Rips uploaded this compilation of strange audio from the event, some of which you heard and some of which you definitely weren’t supposed to hear.
Did this Jerry Rips fellow hack into the event audio, and has he released this video as a showcase of his work? And what does Jerry Rips want from us? Should I sacrifice a dog to to His Dark Name just in case? Because I’m totally prepared to sacrifice a dog at this point. Check out the video above before it gets inevitably pulled. Here’s the rundown, from the video description:
00:00 – Hot mic catches event staff calling UFC gay 00:59 – Don’t boo Sara McMann 01:12 – ELBOWS 01:38 – Same event staff give their thoughts on chick fights 01:59 – Sheila Gaff flashing in the cage 02:02 – Michael Bisping hypes himself up backstage, talks shit on Belcher 02:33 – Bisping doesn’t want any fucking water 02:42 – Don’t make eye contact with Johnny Cash 03:00 – Jerry Rips debuts 03:06 – Jon Jones prays for unfair advantage before his fight 03:53 – Greg Jackson talks to Jon after the fight 04:27 – Jon Jones notices his broken toe
For a card that featured a nearly-severed toe and two technical decisions due to eye-pokes, hearing the voice of Satan during the UFC 159 broadcast fit in perfectly with the “Cursed” theme of the night. That eerie, disembodied voice — which seemed to say “Jerry Rips!”, whatever that means — popped up twice (if I recall correctly), most notably during the Bisping/Belcher fight. The next day, a YouTube user calling itself Jerry Rips uploaded this compilation of strange audio from the event, some of which you heard and some of which you definitely weren’t supposed to hear.
Did this Jerry Rips fellow hack into the event audio, and has he released this video as a showcase of his work? And what does Jerry Rips want from us? Should I sacrifice a dog to to His Dark Name just in case? Because I’m totally prepared to sacrifice a dog at this point. Check out the video above before it gets inevitably pulled. Here’s the rundown, from the video description:
00:00 – Hot mic catches event staff calling UFC gay 00:59 – Don’t boo Sara McMann 01:12 – ELBOWS 01:38 – Same event staff give their thoughts on chick fights 01:59 – Sheila Gaff flashing in the cage 02:02 – Michael Bisping hypes himself up backstage, talks shit on Belcher 02:33 – Bisping doesn’t want any fucking water 02:42 – Don’t make eye contact with Johnny Cash 03:00 – Jerry Rips debuts 03:06 – Jon Jones prays for unfair advantage before his fight 03:53 – Greg Jackson talks to Jon after the fight 04:27 – Jon Jones notices his broken toe
(For the last time, I don’t know where any WMD’s are, and would appreciate if you stopped asking me questions taken from Chael’s Twitter account.)
For those of you who still think the life of a UFC champion is little more than punching dudes and collecting a paycheck, it might sadden you to see this behind-the-scenes video of Jon Jones‘ day at ESPN studios, which contained no less than a hundred and fifteen interviews over the course of a few hours. Seriously, Jones spent more time answering questions under a heat lamp than a person of interest, who he is ironically beginning to look like with that beard.
All kidding aside, the pure number of interviews Jones has to deal with in a day is probably a facet of his personality that many people don’t consider when lobbing their hate at him. When you’re trying not to look stupid hour after hour — and in front of millions of people nonetheless — you will eventually jumble your words, your thoughts, and have said words and thoughts misinterpreted by the strangers who are interviewing you left and right. It’s not exactly an easy process to get used to, especially when you lack the freakish confidence of a Chael Sonnen, a Floyd Mayweather, or a Deion Sanders, and you can see that Bones still gets a little nervous when trying to take it all in. Hence why he could not correctly answer which NFL-playing brother of his had which birthday, or what bone connects your shoulder to your elbow (which honestly would have stumped 99% of American audiences if Jay Leno was the one asking the question.)
We’re not saying that Jones should be completely forgiven for his repeatedly poor choicesof words, we’re just saying that, given enough time spent stepping on eggshells and answering the same mind-numbing questions over and over, most of us would probably comes off as unlikable too.
Video after the jump.
(For the last time, I don’t know where any WMD’s are, and would appreciate if you stopped asking me questions taken from Chael’s Twitter account.)
For those of you who still think the life of a UFC champion is little more than punching dudes and collecting a paycheck, it might sadden you to see this behind-the-scenes video of Jon Jones‘ day at ESPN studios, which contained no less than a hundred and fifteen interviews over the course of a few hours. Seriously, Jones spent more time answering questions under a heat lamp than a person of interest, who he is ironically beginning to look like with that beard.
All kidding aside, the pure number of interviews Jones has to deal with in a day is probably a facet of his personality that many people don’t consider when lobbing their hate at him. When you’re trying not to look stupid hour after hour — and in front of millions of people nonetheless — you will eventually jumble your words, your thoughts, and have said words and thoughts misinterpreted by the strangers who are interviewing you left and right. It’s not exactly an easy process to get used to, especially when you lack the freakish confidence of a Chael Sonnen, a Floyd Mayweather, or a Deion Sanders, and you can see that Bones still gets a little nervous when trying to take it all in. Hence why he could not correctly answer which NFL-playing brother of his had which birthday, or what bone connects your shoulder to your elbow (which honestly would have stumped 99% of American audiences if Jay Leno was the one asking the question.)
We’re not saying that Jones should be completely forgiven for his repeatedly poor choicesof words, we’re just saying that, given enough time spent stepping on eggshells and answering the same mind-numbing questions over and over, most of us would probably comes off as unlikable too.
Video after the jump.
So what do you think, Potato Nation; does a look into an average day in the life of JBJ make you feel any less resentment for him? Or did the manufacturers at the industrial warehouse where you were constructed forget to implant you with an empathy chip?
One thing’s for sure, I never want to be so famous that I have a guy following me around 24/7 just to update my Twitter status.
Judging from this video, the consensus Hottest Woman in MMA has some amazing new photos in store for us, and though it’s kind of optimistic for anybody to be shooting a 2013 calendar, we respect Brittney Palmer for giving it a shot. You’ll be able to purchase the calendar on BrittneyPalmer.com, where she’s currently selling prints of her paintings of Johnny Cash, Jimi Hendrix, and…Dana White? Good times.
Get psyched for Brittney Palmer’s new calendar by checking out a few of the 2012 edition’s highlights after the jump.
Judging from this video, the consensus Hottest Woman in MMA has some amazing new photos in store for us, and though it’s kind of optimistic for anybody to be shooting a 2013 calendar, we respect Brittney Palmer for giving it a shot. You’ll be able to purchase the calendar on BrittneyPalmer.com, where she’s currently selling prints of her paintings of Johnny Cash, Jimi Hendrix, and…Dana White? Good times.
Get psyched for Brittney Palmer’s new calendar by checking out a few of the 2012 edition’s highlights after the jump.
Dominick Cruz has that same condition Chuck Liddell has, where part of his brain automatically switches into “I’M FIGHTING” mode when he’s watching other people fight, and he begins to lose control of his body. Fuel TV has released a revealing pair of behind-the-scenes clips shot backstage during last Saturday’s Faber vs. Barao fight. In the first one, Cruz is pacing back and forth like Burt Watson just told him it’s time to roll. The sound of the interim bantamweight title fight being introduced is enough to give Dominick some painful flashbacks.
As you’ll see in the next clip (after the jump), Jon Anik and Brian Stann were at the other end of that hall the whole time, and God knows what they must have made of the pacing thing. Cruz and Stann break down the action, and unsurprisingly, Dominick is unable to stand still. You get the sense that Cruz was pulling for Urijah to win. Did he see something in Barao that spooked him, or did he just want another opportunity to beat up his old rival?
Dominick Cruz has that same condition Chuck Liddell has, where part of his brain automatically switches into “I’M FIGHTING” mode when he’s watching other people fight, and he begins to lose control of his body. Fuel TV has released a revealing pair of behind-the-scenes clips shot backstage during last Saturday’s Faber vs. Barao fight. In the first one, Cruz is pacing back and forth like Burt Watson just told him it’s time to roll. The sound of the interim bantamweight title fight being introduced is enough to give Dominick some painful flashbacks.
As you’ll see in the next clip (after the jump), Jon Anik and Brian Stann were at the other end of that hall the whole time, and God knows what they must have made of the pacing thing. Cruz and Stann break down the action, and unsurprisingly, Dominick is unable to stand still. You get the sense that Cruz was pulling for Urijah to win. Did he see something in Barao that spooked him, or did he just want another opportunity to beat up his old rival?
