I started competing on boxing, so I have my hands. I'm an O.K. wrestler, so why not?
There's always hand-to-hand combat. All you need is to come up with a knife, and you'll at least stand a chance. If I get jumped, I'm dead!" I can hear my voice rising in anger. "But you won't! You'll be living up in some tree eating raw squirrels and picking off people with arrows.
If you have a sword, and the Aielman has his bare hands, it is an even fight. If you're good.
Wrestlers tend to do good in MMA because they tend to be just some tough guys. It's not a karate situation where they grew up their whole life punching the air; in a wrestling situation, you grab a hold of another human being every day.
A lot of people tell me I have to trash-talk more, but I got here with my fists, fighting, not with my mouth.
I've mixed sparring partners up. I've done tons upon tons of rounds with big, heavy lumps who are trying to take my head off.
Actually punching is a mistake; a heavy hitter will cut you with one shot.
I know how to box, how to move my feet.
Jesus fought Satan in 'hand to hand combat' . . . 'you need to protect this victory.'
I can box. I can hit hard. I've got different angles.
I have a master chief that always said, punch and run.
A true measure of strength is to use your hands to incapacitate somebody.
Well, being my type of fighter and my type of guy, you know I throw a lot of barrage of punches, kicks, knees and elbows.
I can punch, I'm heavy-handed, and I can box.
I've got a really canny knack for avoiding big punches or clean punches.
I'm really great with weapons: I did a lot of bo and staff training for 'Immortals.' I love knives. I'm a pretty good shot. But I love hand-to-hand combat.
I know a little bit of fisticuffs.
