Just watched the Jon Jones and Rashad Evans fight preview, which has me feeling lost, for I must side with one of these black men, which I care not to do. After much pondering, my mind tells me to go with Jon, but my heart pumps for Rashad. The bible tells man to be wary of the heart, for it can be treacherous, but in this case, I have decided to live or die by it, for my loyalty remains with Rashad. Since my introduction to the U.F.C, I rode with Anderson Silva, Georges St. Pierre, and Rashad Evans, so on April 21, I shall do the same.
My words to you Rashad is this: Stop worrying about the betrayal of Greg Jackson (former trainer) and Jon Jones (former sparring partner), for it is sadly expected for man to seek riches and status even over family, so do not expect for you to be more important than those things. What you must expect and do now, my brotha, is train your body, but more so your mind. You must go back to where you originally came from and grab that humility robe and adorn your being with it, for you must once again thirst for it, eat it, sleep it, and believe it. Yes, you at your age, must do the do and stare down an athlete's worse enemies: doubt and pain. You have to do what what my favorite athlete (Muhammad Ali) says to do: Go for an extremely long run to do battle with the mind and body. He says that a true champion is willing to run until he feels like he can't run no more and right when he feels he can't run no more, he forces himself to pick up his feet, endure that pain, and run some more (mind over body)--this my, brotha, is what you must now do to overcome the difficult task at hand, and please know and understand, champ, that I am with you.