Welcome back to my blog for this season's 10th episode. This episode is filled with two fights and the destruction of the house. I want to share with you some of the timelines and help you understand why we would do something as crazy as destroying the house.
First, the events in this episode were shown out of sequence. We actually had the quarterfinals, went carting and then partied at the house. Matthew Riddle then broke eggs in Jeremy May's bed, and that is when all hell broke loose.
Let me back up a bit because Jeremy deserves all the focus on his douche-baggery that one pen can offer. He showed a total lack of respect to Matt Brown after what can only be called a great fight. Jeremy is not qualified to hold Amir Sadollah's or Matt's jockstrap -- let alone feel like he might have been able to compete at such a tempo.
Jeremy Jitsu, the art of being a stupid ass on a fulltime basis. If he was granted a rematch -- no wait, if he was granted 100 rematches with Matt Brown -- he would lose every time. In life and in the octagon, Jeremy May is The Ultimate Loser. He has the ability to unintentionally and intentionally say the wrong thing at the wrong times.
Anyway, Dan Cramer and Tim Credeur fought right before me in the quarterfinals. I got to see the fight on TV as I was warming up for my fight. I was not the least bit surprised by Dan and his tenacious approach in this fight. He is a go-getter, and I expected him to come out firing. I was surprised he took Tim down without a lot of effort. Dan was doing a great job controlling the fight and imposing his will.
Tim is just a solid veteran and maybe had the best ground game in the house, so taking him down was also taking great risk. Tim's experience allowed him to pull out the victory. Dan was on his way to making 40-year-old women everywhere cry until Tim found his opening.
What you see post-fight is why Tim is one of my favorite guys on the show. He is all-class and one of the best guys you will ever meet.
As you saw leading into my fight with Cale Yarbrough, I wanted to fight him. I had no beef with any other fighter in the house. In fact, I was actually the last guy on our team defending Jeremy. I do not know why Cale picked me to come at, but he did -- and I wanted this fight in a big way.
I was not looking past Cale; he was here because he earned his way onto the show just like the rest of us. He was my equal, and truth be told, I was glad he gave me a little edge to get up for our fight. In the days leading up to the fight, he continued fueling my fire, and eventually, I fired back a few insults of my own.
Cale was close with Forrest Griffin. I assume he and Forrest discussed me and that's probably why Forrest did not care for me and talked so badly about me during the episode. I am a fan of Forrest and won't be turning in my Forrest Griffin Fan Club membership anytime soon. I think we all make quick judgments about people, and I can't recall giving him anything but the respect he deserves as one of the best fighters in the world. I think that, over time, he will learn to know the real me.
In the fight game you have to have swagger; in a tournament you have to keep that swagger going to keep your head right. So, if I came off cocky or arrogant, it was more about me trying to get up and find ways to stay focused and hungry.
My fight with Cale went like I thought it should. My hands and kicks were a little better, and I felt good standing with him. When I went for the takedown, I felt him break a little. I knew that's not where he wanted the fight, and I went for the finish. My mistake in this fight was not finishing strong. When he turtled up, I stopped throwing power punches and was just peppering him with taps. If he was hurt, he could have recovered. Looking back I made a mistake not finishing him with power shoots. I felt he was ready, and lucky for me, he was and did not fight back, and I got the win.
Post-fight and for the rest of the show, Cale and I had no beef. We squashed it in the octagon, and from that point forward, we were friendly. Cale throws some hard punches, and I have respect for him as a fighter and as a person.
When we got back from the indoor cart races, we were pretty pumped up. That was a lot of fun, and any time you put world-class competitors together and there is a first-place anything, things tend to get crazy.
When we got home, everyone was partying and drinking. May decided that he had enough liquid courage to begin challenging Jesse Taylor. To me this shows the lack of character that makes up Jeremy May. He had no real beef with Jesse; he just wanted to see if he could induce him to punch or hit him so that Jesse would be kicked off the show. Jeremy's idea of getting under someone's skin was making remarks that were anti-Semitic in nature. Jesse showed a ton of restraint, especially considering he was not sober when this all went down.
After this fiasco was broken up, Jeremy went back to drinking and staying away from Jesse. At some point after that fight, Riddle decided they would break eggs all over Jeremy's bed.
Jeremy flipped out when he found out someone did this. I was upstairs sleeping when I heard Jeremy going off on everyone. Anyone that was sleeping was now awake (that is why you see some of us in our underwear). Jeremy is saying he is going to come to our houses and "shoot us," beat each and every one of our asses, and destroy all of our stuff. Most of us have no idea why he was flipping out, but we were all about ready to beat him down.
I have this basketball in my hands and I am thinking about kicking it into his face like I did with the volleyball. Instead, I decide I will just take my aggression out on the hoop and go in for the slam. Unfortunately this started the fracas. In what seemed like five -- maybe 10 minutes, more than $40,000 in damage to the house was done. I think we all took our Jeremy frustrations out on house.
May thought someone had urinated on his bed, and Riddle and Luke Zachrich decided they would prove that theory to be incorrect. They took May's pillow and said if our pee matches the color then you have a right to be mad. Riddle and Luke then urinated on the pillow, and of course, the color of egg and urine are not the same.
This was a crazy night with all of us letting out a bundle of stress.
After all the threats and getting his pillow ruined, Jeremy was finally told by Riddle that he did it. May was like, "No big deal man; you just should have told me." All of the threats lead to a no big deal.
The next day we had the semifinal picks, and our coach, Rampage Jackson, was MIA. We all went in and gave our thoughts on whom we wanted in the semifinals. I wanted Tim. I had not seen the Cramer fight, but I felt like I matched up best with Tim. He has a sick ground game, which would have forced me to stand and do what I could do to keep the fight standing. I also felt that Amir was one of the most dangerous guys there for a wrestler like me. He has some sick knees and a huge heart, and I wanted to avoid him if possible.
When the fight selections were made, it was obvious the semis were going to be the opposite of the quarterfinals. I got the guy I did not want, and so did Tim.
We are a lot closer to the finals, and the pressure to win and advance was mounting. The final four fighters are all very talented and bring a ton of skill and heart to the semifinals. And no matter who advances, the fans will win on June 21 because right now, the best four fighters are heading into the final stretch. Team Rampage blog: C.B. Dollaway on episode No. 10 of "TUF7" | MMAjunkie.com