Tyron Woodley Wants Conor McGregor At Welterweight, Also Meet The New Dana White

“I fired all my coaches,” Cerrone deadpanned. “Fired ’em all. Started over. Headline: ‘Cowboy’ fires Greg Jackson. For f-ck’s sakes, come on,” Cerrone told MMAjunkie. “No, I haven’t reflected on it.”

“I just didn’t show up,” Cerrone said. “That was it. He hit me with a great liver shot and f-cking put me down. What can I say? There’s nothing. It was just a bad night.

“There’s nothing to reflect on. I mean, what can I say? ‘Oh, maybe I didn’t warm up good enough.’ Or what, maybe the 12 seconds that the fight went, I didn’t do something good enough? I don’t understand what to reflect on. It would be different if I got mauled for five rounds. It was a 12-second fight. I got my ass whipped.”

“I need to step up and own that because I wasn’t a victim,” Cerrone said. “It’s not like (UFC President) Dana (White) and the UFC and Reebok – I wasn’t a victim.

“I knew fair well that I was not allowed to wear that, and I knew I was going to get fined if I did. So I need to put that out there and say that I willingly knew I was (going to get fined), I just didn’t know it was going to be that much. You know what I’m saying? It was a lot. I figured a couple grand, sure, I’ll take the fine. It’s worth it for me. So I guess when I tweeted it out and said that Reebok took my money, it made them look guilty like I was a victim and it was their fault, when really, I knew before I did it, right? You get what I’m saying? I did it anyway, and then I got fined, and then I made it seem like, ‘Reebok’s f-cking me.’ And really, I f-cked’ myself.”

I’m 175 right now,” Cerrone said. “I’m going to see ‘Deadpool’ as soon as we get off the phone, and I’m going to eat some popcorn smothered in butter, washed down with a Slurpee. I can’t wait.

“I had Budweiser last night and Fruit Roll-Ups this morning. How about that? That’s real life. That’s a true story.”

“I don’t even care; whatever they want to do,” Cerrone said. “It makes no difference to me. I’m not going to say no. But I’m not going to get out there and say, ‘My next fight, title fight. It’s my dream.’ I don’t care. I don’t give a sh-t. Give me Conor McGregor. I’ll fight that p-ssy. Other than that, I don’t care. Tell that dude to slow his f-cking roll. You can’t be just calling out 170-pounders. So, whatever. Enough of him.

“Tune in. It’s going down in Steeltown.”