MMA: Tito Ortiz "Where is the love?"

Oh, Tito! See what you get for stretching the truth and fooling the few poor trusting souls who still believe in you?

Now look where you stand with your "contract negotiations."

Will the "Huntington Beach Bad Boy" never learn? You don't bite the hand that feeds you.

To quote a favorite song:

"Bad boy, bad boy, what ya gonna do? What ya gonna do when no one wants you?"

I certainly was fooled by your false statement that you had signed "the greatest deal ever" with Affliction, and since I used SI.com as my source for the article I wrote, I guess you fooled them as well. Shame on you, Mr. Ortiz!

Now are you surprised that no one trusts you and the different organizations have not come crawling on their knees to offer you a million dollars-per-fight deal to represent them? And hey, is that any wonder?

Although I once adored you for your brash, in-your-face attitude, and your "I-don't-give-a-damn" sass with your former manager/employer Dana White, and I even wasted a few hours reading This is Gonna Hurt, I must admit that I am quickly losing interest in your drama and your welfare.

Maybe you and the lovely Jenna should produce a series of MMA training videos or go into making movies or sexy clothes for the WWE. Frankly though, it looks like your fighting days have ended at an earlier age than Ken Shamrock's did in viewing your last few fights. All good things must end, and for you the time is ripe to begin a new career.

If you are willing to dye your hair to a darker shade with your swarthy skin tone, maybe you could land a part in a Scorpion King trilogy. Randy certainly made a good deal doing that.

As for me, I hereby relinquish my duties as your cheerleader and will return all my energies towards helping Georges St. Pierre get the most lucrative new contract possible. He certainly deserves one and is not going to play head games in getting it. 

So now for a rhetorical question:

"Bad boy, bad boy, what ya gonna do, what ya gonna do if your fans leave you?"