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I must admit, I do enjoy reading peoples stories of when they met an MMA Fighter; how it went down, if illusions were shattered or the polar opposite. I've been very fortunate over the years to have been able to 'shoot the shit' with these unique breed of human beings. Most have been great crack, some, not so much. Then the odd bellend, that puts you off them for life....
I will kick it off with our old favourite, The Crippler....
Copy and pasted from another thread....
Just a quick little recap of the weekend. My girlfriend has been an MMA fan for the last 4 years, pretty much since we met. She never misses a UFC card and always watches the Countdown shows and Post Fight Press Conferences with me. She loves it. Chris Leben is also her favourite fighter, by a long way. I've always been a fan of Chris, no matter what anybody says, I just love what he brings.
As soon as the card was announced I booked us tickets to the Hilton, and also set that weekend aside to propose to my girlfriend.
She knew nothing about the proposal, and that was set to happen on the Friday night at the Hilton. I had hoped that maybe she could get to meet Chris, maybe at some after-fight party. Or that at least was the plan.
The Friday night proposal went perfectly. I blagged a room upgrade, and also free Champagne for our meal.
After the fight on Saturday we headed back to the Hilton. We stayed in our room for a while before heading downstairs. Now I'm not one for autographs or photo's, to be honest, my days of being starstruck are a long time passed. 10 year ago, I got to meet my idol in the British boxer, Ricky Hatton. I wrote an article on that chance meeting, Rick read it, and asked me to be his sports writer for his website, which I also ran.
During the years myself and Rick became very good friends, I also attended every fight with him, covering and reporting, and was also part of his dressing room team. I was very fortunate to meet many of my boxing idols, from Oscar, Floyd, Manny, Sugar Ray, Hagler, Shane, etc etc. Also many of the English Premier League footballers, including the likes of Wayne Rooney et al.
As we headed into the bar I spotted Buffer, so the missis grabbed a photo with him. Next up was Goldie, who was also only too happy to oblige. About an hour later we spotted Chris outside with his new fiance. My fiance ran out to grab a photo with Chris, who was only to happy. She then asked for a photo of Chris and his fiance, they both obliged.
Chris's fiancé, Kaleena then told my fiance, Lindsay, how that was the first time anybody had ever asked her for a photo with Chris, as she is normally always on the outside of everything.
Then basically, Lindsay and Kaleena hit it off big-time. Which left me chatting to Chris. I thanked him for taking the time as Lindsay was a huge fan and also advised him that we had got engaged at this event, with his appearance on the card being the deciding decision. He loved that.
Then, we spent the whole night with Chris, Kaleena and a guy called Robbie, and Chris's best mate from Oregan. After a few hours in the bar, Chris invited myself and Lindsay up to his penthouse suite for Champagne and food.
We stayed well into the early hours. Before we left, Chris thanked us for coming, and gave Lindsay 2 signed T-Shirts and a huge personal signed poster with details of how to keep in touch him both himself and Kaleena.
What an amazing guy. After watching Chris right from Season 1 of TUF, I felt like I already knew him, and to be honest, he is the most down to earth guy I have ever met.
He is so funny, generous, caring, it was an absolute pleasure. I've met and conversed with alot of so-called stars, and although everyone was polite and genuine, I always felt part of that was a front. With Chris, it was anything but. He made us feel so comfortable, it was like he'd known us both for many a year. What an amazing gentleman Mr Leben is, truly.
As far as weekend's go, it couldnt have got any better than that.
P.S.
We got talking about the Wanderlei fight, and he asked me what I thought, so I told him. It was a nightmare for me, as I didnt want to see any of them lose. Wandy is my all-time idol, which he obviously could relate to, but also said exactly how I felt.
I told him that I just wanted to see a great fight, and as cliche as it may sound, the best man win. I couldnt really choose. He laughed, and said you were happy then ? I said 'was I fuck!! ' it was hardly a great fight, you just smashed him. At which he laughed and gave me a bowl of his pasta he'd made in his teapot.