OK McCorkle – Tell us
From: Hemlock
Member Since: 2/16/05
Posts: 9608
About Jason Guida trying to attack you in Detroit.
At least 5 synonyms for “Caveman” please
Go!
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From: Sean McCorkle
Member Since: 5/29/05
Posts: 9745
OK, here’s the real story. It was actually hilarious and bizarre at the same time.
I’m standing out in the concourse taking pictures with a bunch of fans, and signing shirts, etc. I hear the next guy in line say “hey can I get a picture?” I said “yes” and put my arm around him looking for the camera. He then says, “don’t fuckin touch me”, and I started laughing and said “ok”, and looked over at him. He looked familiar at first, but I had 100 people standing around me waiting for pics so I was kind of distracted. Guida was wearing a hat, and his hair is short now, so it took me a minute to even figure out who it was. Plus 2 older guys immediately got in between us, I guess to “hold him back”.
He started talking shit, and I said “who are you?”, and he said, “oh you don’t know who Clay Guida is?” I said, “no I know who Clay is, I just don’t know who you are.” He said, “I’m Clay’s fuckin brother” At that moment I started laughing really hard because one, I realized who he was, and two I can only imagine how many times he says that every day.
So anyway Guida keeps saying weird things about how nice my teeth are, and he likes my shirt, and how I’ll never be forgiven for talking shit to his mom. At the same time, one of the older guys with Guida is talking and says that he’s a “made man” and that I better be careful. He then says that he wants me to fight Guida on his TV show, whatever that is.
Even though thoroughly confused at this point, I was still laughing, and I said, “I would love to fight him, but I’m pretty sure Dana wouldn’t let me do that.” Simultaneously, Guida says “fuck Dana”, and the old guy then said he’d call Lorenzo right now and have Dana fired if he says I can’t do it. Guida then says in a real whiny voice, “I’ll fuckin kill you!” He’s still like 6ft away from me being held back by the 2 older guys.
At that point, I started thinking about how unhappy the UFC might be if they gave me cage side tickets to an event, and I get in a fight with a no name jobber like Guida, who’s never fought in the UFC and lost like 12 fights in a row, out in the concourse before the event even begins. So I continue to just laugh it off and go back to taking pictures. A few seconds later the made guy comes over and calmly says, “Look he’s just mad that you said all that stuff to his mom.” I explained to him that I still had no idea what they were talking about when they were saying that I was talking shit to his mom.
Still lurching around in the distance, Guida says “I’ll fight you anywhere!”, to which I replied “Not in the UFC you won’t” and gave him a smile and a wink. He then says “what are you going to do, pull guard on me?” and I said “maybe”, which seemed to confuse him. At this point he again commented on how nice my teeth were, and said he’ll knock them out some day. I said “You know I’m not a licensed referee right?” To which the made man responds, “that’s a low blow”
So they walk away, I go back to signing autographs and taking pictures, and then about 10 minutes later, make my way to my cage side seat. I then notice I’m sitting two rows in front of the made man, and he comes over and shakes my hand and says we need to just squash the whole thing.
So about an hour later I’m in the concourse after using the bathroom, and I see Guida alone this time, standing in line at the concession stand like 2 feet from me. We make eye contact and he just looks back at the floor, so I go back to taking more pics.
At the end of the night, I’m out again in the concourse saying goodbye to some of the fighters I know, and I feel a slap on the back, and hear someone say, “Hey, I’ll see you later” I said “OK, bye” without turning to see who it was because I was in the middle of a conversation, and my friend says, “that was Guida again.” I turn around and look at him and he’s by some stairs, and he yells “You’re a douche bag!” and takes off running down the stairs.
That was pretty much it.
