The Dollop with Dave Anthony and Gareth Reynolds - 83 - Boxer Tim "Doc" Anderson

Episode Date: May 24, 2015

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shit of Liesville. A bunch of religious virgins go to mingle. And do what? Fray. Hi Gary. No. I see you've done my friend. No. That one's far away. That's it? Yeah that's it. November 16th, 1958. 1958. How you doing? Hey all right. Timothy Anderson. Tim A. was born to George a laundry truck driver and Jacqueline a dental assistant in Chicago. Okay. His sister Aaron was a born he was born a year later. Tim suffered from ulcerative colitis since infancy. Is that the same thing as a disease that causes inflammation and sores in the lining of the large intestine. When it was finally diagnosed, doctors said there was no cure and Tim had to go on a special diet. Tim learned to control and hide the pain and symptoms. He was blonde, good looking and

athletic and he learned to fight as well. Enrolled in Little League at age six. He became a good pitcher and Tom's mom enrolled him in karate as well and soon he was kickboxing. Okay. Jesus. He loved the fight gyms from the moment he walked in everything he had learned about eating the right foods about controlling his pain about denying his illness had a reason. You know, you know what I'm just I'm realizing that it is I use pages on Mac and the autocorrect on there is fucking horrible. Yeah, I know it's a shame when you have an autocorrect that's trying to do too much for you. It's really just and then you can't you can't even fix words that you want to yeah, like it's not as easy as other yeah. Why don't you take a look at Android they know it is better to better Mac.

Here was a place where he could prove he was not weak. He learned to fight while his stomach was bad. He learned how to control his bowels when food was running right through him and some of the guy was punching him in the guts. You like that? I think we've all learned that. I think but that's just saying he didn't shit his pants and he wants a medal. Well, this is a guy who didn't shit his pants while he was getting punched in his in his shit place. But how many I mean, look, I'm not I'm not trying to take down the lore of this. But you know, I think most most boxers I've never watched a boxing match or an MMA fight where guys I mean, yes, I get that. Sure. All right, which is like it. I'm shitting myself now disease. Yeah, I didn't really punched in

the tumtums. Yeah, okay. And he's not pooping all over everybody. I mean, I'm just fighting these the technical terms. It's just it is it's it's it's hard. It's a hard thing to get credit for. I don't know. I feel like I should get credit for not shitting myself. No, I think that's kind of how everyone who doesn't shit themselves should get credit for it. Well, that's going to be a lot of credit. Jacqueline, his mother became sick from a rare lung disease when Tim was in high school. Aaron, his sister broke her neck in a diving accident in the summer of 1976 when she was 16. So that's why we have to have those little weird diving things on the side of pools. Yep. That's a picture of her. A picture of a person when they that's crazy. Yeah. Tim began

boxing locally entering under the name Rocky Mundo. Oh boy. It was Mundo was his mother's maiden name. But Rocky, it seems like he just Rocky Mundo. It seems like he just liked the Rocky movie. But yeah, yeah. Wait, what this video doesn't know the Rocky movie. Well, he named himself Rocky Mundo and Rocky came out in 76. Right? Yeah. What year are we talking now? I think it's right around 77. All right. That's kind of hacky. That was pretty great. By the time he went away to college to play baseball. So he's been picked by college to play baseball. Sure. He had fought more than 150 times and lost no more than a handful and didn't shit his pants once. Never shit himself once. Rocky never shit his pants Mundo. In this corner where

he's wearing white, and he will not shit his pants. And in this corner, shitty Marquez, who shits himself all the time. I don't like this matchup. Shitting his pants Marquez is a favorite in this fight to shit his pants. He's fought 115 fights, shit his pants every single one of those fights. He can see more men up here. 115 shits. He said how he prepared for the fight was the eight bad crab. Tim's mother died when he was 20. The Chicago Cubs took him on and sent him to Boca Raton, Florida to play in the minor leagues. I just want to point out how weird of a shift that was a weird shift. Okay. But his mother did have cancer. We'd already stated that. Yeah. And then she passed and and then he got drafted by the Cubs. Okay, to Boca Raton. Also

tragic. Yeah. Yeah, let's play for the most winless team in the Chicago droughts. To make extra money, Tim became a bouncer at a club in Fort Lauderdale, where he met also none of that sounds good. Yeah, being a bouncer at a club in Fort Lauderdale sounds like a terrible you may as well just call yourself mullet. Well, that sounds like something you get sentenced to by a judge like a 70s or 80s being a bouncer in Fort Lauderdale. No, that's horrendous. Give me the loaded gun option. That's where he met lifelong friend Jim Murphy, who was another bouncer. Quote, I gave Tim an herbal mix for his problems and the results came pretty quickly, Murphy said. Tim was so proud he even called me into the bathroom to show me what he did. Oh, boy.

That's that's what a friendship's gone to. Nobody's that close. Hey, Jimmy. Jimmy, come here. Look at this poop I took. Like, I mean, yeah. What do you think of that, Jimmy? Yeah, that's from your herbs, my friend. You know, I'm okay without this part of it. Usually it's all over the wall. Anyway, I'm going to get out of here. Look how big that's like a thing. Take care, bud. Thank you. Peace. That's because of you. See you later, man. I'm going to name it. Get in the car. Jimmy. Jim Murphy also said when Tim would go to the beach, he would put on suntan lotion on himself and then spent five minutes in one position move his body three degrees for another five minutes and then on and on. A wonderful guy. So innocent, naive. That guy doesn't sound wonderful. He's

like a tanning sundial kind of thing. He was a wonderful guy, so innocent and naive with a quirky personality and a witty sense of humor. I know a very few people who I've met in my life to be more honest, kinder or harbor more integrity. Okay, that's fucking Tim Anderson. Yeah, that's no, that's no joke. No, that's Timmy. Anderson pitched in the minus for a few years, but his basketball wasn't fast enough for the majors. It was just a ball. It was like three. It was like three miles per hour to slow, which in the majors is like I'm gonna hit a home run off you every time. The Cubs gave him gave him an ultimatum choose boxing or baseball. So then Anderson chose boxing. Okay. At 24 years old, he made his pro boxing debut in June 1983. And over the next two

years, he built up a record of 13 and three. Okay. Anderson split with his trainer and moved to California sparring at a local gym called Benny and the Jets. Wow. So not a long term name, I hope. There's not a lot of forethought in that. Hey, you guys, I want to open up a boxing gym that closes in like 13 months. I bet you now it's just in the same place called the Macarena. You know what? This name's gonna last forever. It's just like a lifelong name, Benny and the Jets. Dude, show me a time when that song ain't great. Show me time. I can't. I can't. Let's box. All right. Here we go. An employee there set up a meeting with Tim and a former local rock concert promoter named Rick Parker. Parker was looking for a way into boxing

promotion. And by the end of the dinner, they were in business together. Rick convinced Anderson to fight at the heavyweight level. And Tim agreed after telling Rick he would need six months to bulk up. Wow. So I don't know what he weighed, but that's never a good sign when a boxing promoter says, Hey, let's go for the richest one. Yeah. That's gonna be a rough six months. Fuck. Richard L. Parker was born June 4, 1955 in Springfield, Missouri to a single mother with an older half sister named Diane McVeigh. After moving to Florida at 13, Rick dropped out of school at 16 years old. Good. Always a good decision. He became a pool hustler. Oh, man. It's the time when that could be a job time. That was a good fucking time when your

occupation was you were a fucking pool hustler. Just put that down on the on the application. Yeah. For four years up at hustler pool, but now I want to work. I want to go to work in accounting. I want to go to one of those job sites right now. Just put down pool hustler. What do you got for me? I can make anything happen. So apprenticeship. He would he would travel around towns in Florida staying two or three days in each town never returning to a town twice. He would pretend to be drunker than he was and used a pool cue that looked like a house one calling it sneaky Pete. Oh, man, I love this guy. Hey, sneaky Pete took another one down. How you doing sneaky? Oh, man, you got your own cue? Oh, this is big and then he turns the camera

goes sneaky one more baby. What are you talking to? I just my my not not the cue. What are you accusing me of? I'm just saying you got fine. All right. You got me. It's a hustle. This is sneaky Pete. I'm a hustler. What? All right. Look, I was going to take it for all your money here. Take it. Take it all. I'm sorry. Good. Goodbye. You don't seem drunk. Now let's go home. Sneaky Pete. After living this way for a few years, Parker married and moved to Orlando, Florida. Yeah. There he met a neighbor making the green in his bathtub. I'm sorry. The green. All right. How about a little the green was an all purpose cleaner that was sold door to door spilled dirt on the carpet and show how great the product works. Rick was in he started making the green

himself selling it as sunsation. Oh my god. What this I missed this time, David. This is so early to make a bathroom cleaner in your bathtub and then go sell it door to door. So 70s and early 80s. Oh man. Hey, check out sunsation. Sunsation. I love that he just met a guy who was making the shit in the bathtub. Well, that guy was probably like, Hey, what do you mean? He's like, I'm going to start doing it too. He's like, No, that's my job. Well, you can't just take the green. Yeah. Meet Santastic. Hey, let me show you how I make the green. Yeah. Okay. I'm going to make it too. What are you talking about? What happened to Florida? It used to be so so honorable here. He started making the green himself selling it as sunsation. He would place a small ad in the

local paper asking, quote, Do you want to see the world and using that using that that ad Parker assembled a collection of street kids and drifters to sell sunsation door to door. My god. He paid them 10% of commission 10% commission. Oh man, he he's the real sneaky Pete. He went out across all the south. It cost 49 cents to make a bottle and it was sold for $49. What the fuck right? Those are some margins 40. So the kids are getting so everybody's getting fucked except for everybody. Yeah. Rick then left his wife. How does some of the second because you're riding high, baby. You're on the sun. You're on the sensation express. There's only seat. There's only a seat for one. You know what? The sun space station express is going up and there's only room for one man.

You're out. Listen, babe, I admit I said I'd be with you forever, but that's before I saw my life through the sensation prism. God damn it. I wish I met the green before I met you. This is the house that sensation built. Well, he had a son with another wife. Another sensation paid her off, took his son and married another woman named Holly. Okay, so that's three. He brought his half sister Diane into the business. By the time he was 25 years old, Parker was making $2,500 a day. Oh, from sensation. Oh, shit. Yeah. Wow. And wore a 50,000 worth of jewelry. He's like a drug dealer. Oh, wow. He sounds like Dijkstra a little. You still like this guy? I'm not going to, you know, in the way that. Yeah. Okay. Like, but I don't like that I like him.

I know I shouldn't, but I feel like by the end of this, you're going to like Tim and not so much this guy. Well, it's okay. We all find our heroes. Parker hired a driver and bodyguards. Yeah, I just love that he is. He's probably got a big roll of cash and he's just like the cleaning liquid champion. He sounds like Steve Martin and the jerk when he invents those glasses. He began promoting rock shows around Florida for Bon Jovi, Rat and the Almond Brothers and others. Hey, I'm off board now, baby. Rat. Rat. One day, flying back from Las Vegas, Parker met boxing promoter Don King on an airplane. That will not be a good meeting. King promoted the biggest names in boxing. At the time, Muhammad Ali, Joe Frazier, George Foreman, Larry Holmes, Mike Tyson, and

Evander Holyfield. King told Parker to get him into the box to get into the boxing business. So King was like, you got to get into the boxing business with a big white heavyweight because that's where the money was. Oh, here we go. Yeah. Here we go. Quote. He was saying, what? Said Don King. I never sat behind beside him on no airplane. I never told him to get into boxing. Why would I do that? Asked if he is certain considering this supposedly was 11 years ago. King laughed. Let me ask you something. You think I would forget meeting someone who looked like he did and call himself Elvis? That's new information. Parker demanded that everyone call him Elvis. Oh my God. He thought he really looked like Elvis. You know, the Elvis said Rob

Russon, his former business partner. Not Elvis Costello. This Elvis weighed 344 pounds, wore gold glasses, covered his baldness with a puffy red ponytail wig, and sang terribly and played the piano worse. I mean, this guy. Wow. That's a lot of great detail. Made people call him Elvis. Oh man. Yeah. He had a limo, a Ferrari, more money than I had ever seen, said Tim Anderson of Rich Parker. A guy with money like that. Why wouldn't I trust him? Oh yeah. There we go. That's a good quote. Some good thinking right there. That sums up every place that this story goes. Yeah. Yeah. Okay. Oh boy. Why wouldn't I trust a guy with money? He was motivated by money and nothing else. Holy shit. This guy's got money. Who else you gonna trust? The guy doesn't have

money. Yeah. For real. What the fuck? Look at this guy. He's rolling in it. Guys who have money are good guys. His name's Elvis. He's got a fake ponytail. This is a wagon I want to hitch to. He's selling cleaners out of bathtubs. This is the guy. He's got a bunch of orphans selling sensation for him. This guy's perfect. In the spring of 1987, Rick arranged Tim's first tableweight fight in Missouri where he got knocked out in round two. Okay. They then traveled around with boxer Randall Tex Cobb. Oh dude. And his manager. Randall Tex Cobb. Anderson's record was five in one within a few months. Cobb had taken a year and a half off from boxing to act in movies. Yeah. The biker guy in Raising Arizona is probably what he's best known for. The guy who's always

on the bat. He's the best. Yeah. He had that broke. He had the broken nose so he'd always talk like this. And he was looking to get back into boxing now. Okay. Cobb's manager got Rick Parker into cocaine. Okay. And in July of 1987, Tim found Cobb's manager dead from a self-inflicted gunshot wound. This is just a good group of dudes. This is a good circle. This is a good circle. This is a good circle. He found some solid dudes. Yeah. This is a good circle. Well, one guy's not as solid because there's a hole in his head. Well, besides that, but well, the other people are putting holes in their head too just with drugs. But I think it's good that you meet a guy who introduces you to cocaine and then blows his head off. That's always a good sign. I like any time you hear that a man

is motivated by money and cocaine is introduced and it's the 80s. Yeah. Things are going to be pretty good. It's going to be good. Randall Tex Cobb once told Anderson, quote, I know you can fight because the way you dress, you'd embarrass the Puerto Ricans and the faggots. Alrighty. There we go. Randall Tex Cobb. Good. Good. Good. Bring it at home. Laying down the truth is only he knows how. And this year, a Republican presidential candidate. He's dead. Meanwhile, Parker was still running his cleaning business and he wanted Tim to beat up a kid working for him who was dealing drugs. What? So he's got a kid who is also, who's figured out that if he can get into people's houses, he can also sell him cocaine. He can be like, hey, you want to buy this cleaning?

What about this blow? Oh, Jesus. It's actually a really good idea. I mean, it's a really good idea. I'm trying to think. Oh, do you want to try some Fantas Coke? Would you like sensation or some Fantas Coke? Rick thought drug dealing made him look bad. Rick is not really sure if that's true, Rick. Rick, a lot of things are making you look bad, baby. The hair. The hair is not good. The 344 pounds. You know, big guy, you're sweating. There's a lot of jewelry. Also, you're trying to be Elvis $50,000 with a jewelry Elvis. So Tim refused to punch the kid in front of a bunch of Rick's people in a parking lot. Instead, one of Rick's bodyguards put a gun in the kid's mouth and then punched it into

his mouth, breaking his teeth. Oh, Jesus Christ. I feel about Rick now. No, I'm off. He lost me in Bon Jovi, but this is this is this is worse. Rick was also moving up as a man. Parker was also moving up as a manager. By October 1987, he was promoting George Foreman in the beginning of his comeback, setting up three fights for him that ended in knockouts. Okay, then a fight was set up between Anderson and Foreman. Okay. Tim Anderson gained his greatest fame as a fighter on David Letterman show. All right. He actually didn't get on the show, but he became David's favorite fighter after Tim knocked down the referee in an ESPN bout against Roy Saffold in Las Vegas. Okay. Once I read that,

I picture it in my mind. I remember that was a famous video of a dude. Does he intentionally knocked through after? Okay, here's what happened. So Saffold bit Tim and hit him after the bell. Tim went back to hit him and the ref stepped in the way and then Tim hit the ref. Oh, shit. So it was like an accidental. Okay, right. Okay. And Letterman showed it four or five times at night. You know how you would just get something in a plate? So that was what he did. Yeah. Yeah. When the referee finally got up, he took two points away from Tim and that cost him the fight. Geez. Lies, cheats, horrors and a couple of nice guys. Tim said one asked about the fighting world during a buildup to the Foreman fight. Anderson was 29. It's a funny game to be in. At this point,

he didn't really know his trainer and he didn't like his trainer's style and he was having a hard time finding a sparring partner. Oh, things are probably good for a fight. Things in a manager usually help you out. Yeah. Yeah. Things you need when training. Well, that's what a manager would help you find a sparring partner. Yeah. And a trainer that you would know. Yes. Tim was not your typical fighter. He held the degree. He holds a degree in kidney zoology. Kinney zoology. Kinney zoology. Right. Okay. It's the muscle. Right. That's muscle movement. Kinney zoology from the Fort Lauderdale Medical Center, which earned him the nickname Doc Anderson. Okay. For a while, he put his degree to use at his Chicago Health Club offering expertise in physical therapy,

giving massages and running a suntanning bed. Uh huh. The latter moved Steve Sweet Kid Cooper, one of Anderson's 15 knockout victims to remark, the guy makes his living given people suntans. I want to rematch. Oh, well, that's some shit talk. Before Tim could get in the ring and hit someone, he had to mentally psych himself up for three days. Three days of staring at walls and finding some hate in him, said Rick Parker's sister. Many times I wondered why Tim was even in boxing. He always had the same answer. He liked working out. Well, there's other ways. What about working out? Yeah. Hey, what about just working out? No. Pretend there's a fight. So the fight happened between Forman and Anderson. Each time Anderson was knocked down,

he popped back up. Okay. It got to where fans began applauding his courage after each knockdown. Oh, Jesus. And the referee actually congratulated Anderson after he stopped the fight. Hey, man, that was amazing. He was gonna knock down like 25 times. Just congratulations. That was fantastic. You are really bad. It's amazing how you keep getting hit falling down and getting back up. Like you lost that fight seven times. You lost that fight so many times. It's crazy. That's at some point people like, no, stop. But Forman was impressed enough to hire Anderson as his sparring partner. Okay. Anderson has stood with this man. And so he referred to this night as the turning point in my career. That's that's not what you want to walk away from a fight with.

The other guy like beating the fuck out of me so much, he's going to pay me to do it from now. Well, this meant that suddenly he was in demand to get the shit kicked out of him overnight. He was wanted by any heavyweight who was making a comeback. Larry Holmes called Jim Young anyone who wanted to be someone again wanted to fight Tim Anderson. Oh boy, he's on the has been trail. Yeah, I mean, that is like I want to fight this guy. Yeah, yeah, I want to start with an easy one. Rick got cut out of the Rick Parker got cut out of the out of the form and comeback by other managers, trainers and investors who were involved. I'm sure he took it well. He ended up suing and received a settlement of $150,000. Okay, which he now wore around his neck.

So now Rick was obviously rolling cash from the cleaning business and boxing partner Rob Russon says Parker began spending as much as $2,500 a night on cocaine parties. Oh, wow. That's a lot of money. That's how you lose 50 grand on your body real easy. I'd be doing an ounce of coke a night and he'd be trying to hang with me remembers Paul Sonny Barch, a self described quote punch drunk boxer and co conspirator of Parkers. Jesus. It was the good life girls money drugs. Everyone had a good time. Everyone partied. But about Anderson, Barch said, he was a flake. He never hung with us. I know he didn't do drugs. I don't know if he even drank a beer all the time I saw him. He was kind of off by himself. Totally weird guy. I love how he's

the fucking weird. I love that the boxer because boxers have to take such good care of themselves. Yeah. And I love that there's a boxer is doing what box is supposed to do. This guy's like, look at this fucking freak. Look at the square. Look at this guy. He's all like, I make a living off my body. It's not a fight unless I'm already bleeding from my nose when I get in the ring, kid. That that is how you want to enter the ring. Coked out of your tits with a fucking bloody nose. What would you fight in the locker room? No, I'm just not that. Good time. It's a good life. In 1990, before a fight in Fort Myers, a just so noted drugs visit was scheduled at a local high school with some boxers. Anderson opened Parker's limousine door as it rolled up

and several people were inside doing cocaine. Anderson said, quote, I slammed the door. I was pretty upset. We went in and talked to the kids, but our relationship was pretty much severed right then. After the fight, I told Rick I was leaving and I wanted my money. Oh, boy. But Parker had him on a contract and a guaranteed and guaranteed him 10,000 to go to South Africa and fight Pierre Cortzer. Okay. Parker said he'd fly a train over for Anderson, but no one showed, leaving him training in an empty gym with punching bags. While he waited in the dressing room before the fight, two cops with rifles came in and asked Tim if, quote, he's going to lose the fight tonight. Tim answered, I wouldn't bet on it. Then one of the cops hit him in the face with the butt of his

rifle and said, yes, you are. Anderson entered the already the ring already having a bloody nose. Oh, what? Jesus Christ from getting hit in the head. Not the good life. Not the good life. Not the good life. Not the blow. No, the bad one. Yeah, the bad rifle. Yep. He lost in round two, partially because he'd already been hit with a fucking rifle. But he got his $10,000 flew home and moved to Fort Lauderdale to get away from Parker. He met a woman named Gail, married her, and divorced her within a year and a half. Relationships seem to be harder. Especially in Florida. Anderson figured he was owed about $148,000 by Parker between the weekly salary and the 50% split of his boxing purses. He's just not getting any of his money. That's a crazy horseshit split.

Oh, yeah. But that's what they get, isn't it? That's what the boxing promoters are the worst. Yeah. Think of pimps. Yeah. Anderson had also begun writing a book about his experience in boxing called quote liars, cheats and whores. Parker claimed he wasn't paying up until Parker said he wasn't paying up until he was assured his name wasn't slandered in the book. If it was, he told Anderson, quote, I'll kill your sister. Wow. What? That's fucked. I mean, you don't get to be the king of shitty cleaning liquid unless you kill some people. Man, it's got to be weird when you're like the guy who invented sensation threatened to kill my sister over boxing money because of his drug problem. And then he said he could clean it up.

Yeah. They'll never catch me. I've got the green, bitch. I've got the green. Even a brown carpet covered in blood comes out white. You know what I'm saying? That's what he's that's what his demos are doing at the door. Now you can see here. I've got some blood that's actually turned that rust color, which means it's been there for a while. Just a couple of sprays right here. A sensation. Look at that coming right out. Right out. Real human blood and bits of skull. This is a little this is a chunky stain. His one one time partner Rob Russen called Parker, quote, a monster. Don Hazleton, the former executive director of the state athletic commission that regulates professional

boxing in Florida, said Parker was quote, everything bad about boxing come to life. Wow. You look up scum in the dictionary and there Rick is says Steve Benson, who co promoted a fight with Parker in September 1992. Benson says he was never paid by Parker. When he began telling others this trouble began. Parker would call two, three, four times a night late at night when I was in bed saying your life is over. We're going to get your wife. You better be looking over your shoulder. I would never think a guy in cocaine would do this. No, this doesn't sound like cocaine behavior.

Hazleton was threatened by Parker after the same fight, too. Quote, legally, physically, every way he could think of the fight was between two Parker clients, Randall Tex Cobb and Sonny Barch. Sonny Barch, who was the party monster. Cobb had backed out of fighting Tim Doc Anderson at the last minute and fought Barch instead. Quote, Tex saw what shape Anderson was in and got scared. Barch says of the fight that lasted 70 seconds in which he fell down three times. I was never hit. The sellout crowd booed as the way that that's the that's the Sonny Tex Cobb fight. Yeah. And Tex just beat the fuck out of Sonny. No, Sonny didn't get Son.

Sonny was never hit. He was never hit, but he fell down three times in the fight. Jesus. So 70 second fight, literally, one guy never got hit and fell down three times. So what were we just talking about? Yeah. The sellout crowd booed. That's like the naked gun. The sellout crowd booed as the fight ended and the ring announcer said, the ring announcer said, well, after that, I think we have to cleanse ourselves. Oh, Jesus. The ring announcer. After that, I think we need a cleansing. That was pathetic. How about a real fight? Let's get refund. Let's get ready to refund on August 17. Let's see those receipts and ticket

stumps for your money back. On August 17, 1989, Mark Gastonow. Do you know Mark Gastonow? Yeah. Yeah. Okay. While holding hands with his girlfriend, Brigitte Nielsen. Is it Brigitte or Brigitte? I think it's Brigitte. Is it? She seems like she wants to call herself. No, it might be Brigitte. Brigitte, isn't it? Whatever. Okay. Well, we'll call her Brigitte. Sure. Brigitte Nielsen at a press conference said that he wanted to become a professional boxer. Okay. Quote, I know my potential, my capabilities, my aggression. The former New York Jets defensive end set. Gastonow, 32 years old, had retired in the middle of the football season after nearly 10 years with the Jets. He set an NFL career record of 107.5 quarterback sacks. Quote,

I love crushing quarterbacks, but deep down, I've always wanted to become a fighter. Wow. In People magazine, Brigitte said, I think it's Brigitte. I think it is Brigitte. We'll go with Brigitte. Brigitte said, Mark and I are going to get married. The exact date hasn't been set yet, but this year. The news was a surprise to Mark's wife, Lisa. We're still not close to divorce. She said, not unless he comes up with a settlement tomorrow. Wow. Parker convinced Rick Gastonow to sign a contract with his company and called up George Forman's new manager to tell him that a fight between the two could make them both 5 million. Forman's manager laughed and told Parker that when Gastonow is at 12 and 0, they'll talk.

Parker took this as a guarantee. Oh, Jesus. He began handpicking opponents for Gastonow. The first was Derek Dukes, a pro wrestler who was paid 600. Quote, all we were looking for was somebody that had laid down, Bart said. He knew how to fall with a pulled punch. He had one of those pin me and pay me attitudes. Dukes wasn't even allowed to throw a punch. The first one Mark threw close to him. He was just to make it look good and fall down. That fight lasted 18 seconds. Well, if you're going to be like a fake, if you're going to do a fake fight, yeah, you can't go for five minutes. I know, I don't understand. What the fuck's with this 18 second shit?

Because it's actually hard to run around like that. 18 seconds? You're a box. I mean, people are going to look at you as a competent fighter when you step in the ring and minimal. The fight was 18 seconds, which included the 10 that were needed for the ref to count them out. One plus with boxing glove taps, we're probably talking about a three second actual combat. Second. Yeah, three seconds of actual combat. April 8, 1992, Gastonow defeated Lawn Liebergen with a first round punch that cracked three bones and Liebergen skull and ended his boxing career. During he said, quote, I think for my own well being, I'm going to have to give up boxing. The referee stopped about at two minutes, 38 seconds of the first round. Parker set

up eight more easy fights for Gastonow, who reached a record of nine and oh, he never made it past the second round. Okay. Then Parker called Tim. They talked once in two years. Tim knew something was up. Parker said, I'm going to make up the 148,000 I owe you. When I when Tim asked how Parker said, I want you to fight Mark Gastonow. Anderson said, he told me I'd be paid 500,000. And all I have to do is lose in the first or second round. And he goes, we'll make it look good. He knocks you out. You come to the interview, talk about how you were a sparring partner of George Foreman's and you tell everyone Mark Gastonow hits as hard as George. Now, that puts a little that that puts a little spin back

on the last guy who said that he was retired from boxing because he hit by so yeah, he got hit so hard. Yeah. Well, I don't know. I mean, did he embellish his bone breaks? We don't know if his bones were even broken. He probably was fine. Yeah. How is he getting so much money? How would you get this? Okay, well, Gastonow, Gastonow's a famous person. Okay, so that's how but the so his fights were already on TV once he started. Oh, yeah, I remember his fights on TV. He was one of the worst boxes I've ever seen in my life. But he would win the fights. Yeah, his fights were yeah. And I'll put up I'll put up there's a great one. I'll put it up on on the Facebook page and I'll link to it from the from the Twitter. And if our if our if our web page is up, it might be

up on then, right? Are we? Oh, it's close. Yeah. I mean, I think we yeah, we just have to talk to Anderson says, let me think about it. Knowing it was Saturday and the fight was scheduled for Tuesday. So Parker assumed the fight was on. On Tuesday morning, Parker and Gastonow came to Anderson's room. Rick says, we want to set up the fight and go over what's going to happen. And Tim looked right at Mark and said, Mark, I'm going to hurt you. Oh, yes. And Rick says, what? And Tim says, I'm going to hurt him. That's awesome. And their mouths were wide open said Tim. And Anderson knew was too late for them to get someone else. In the second round of the fight, Gastonow asked him, when are you going

home? Meaning when was he going to take a dive? Yeah. Referee Marty Salmon said it said talk of the fix was rife before the match. I told them if there was anything suspicious, they weren't getting paid. Anderson then went out and beat the crap out of Gastonow. It was no contest man against boy. Some of the fight commentary. I'm going to hurt you. What? I'm going to hurt him. Yeah, I'm going to hurt him. Some of the fight commentary from the night, which is broadcast nationally on USA Tuesday night fights. Oh, wow. I saw this fight in June 1992. Quote, this is from the fight commentary. Gastonow. Gastonow opponents have been care been picked carefully. His toughest fights may have been with Bridget Nielsen. He looks more like a strong man

than a professional boxer. I think he's made a mistake by going on national television. Oh, wow. The crowd starts to boo Gastonow who hasn't thrown a punch. This is the longest Gastonow has gone three rounds. He has to be wondering now, how am I going to get out of this one with a win? He is finding out exactly where he was in the first nine fights. He has stepped up to another level. But you know what level Tim Doc Anderson is at. You can see all the panic faces in Gastonow's corner. They could see their dreams, hopes and big dollars going down the drain here tonight. We were concerned with Anderson having stage fright tonight. He's now dancing and toying with the big lumbering Gastonow. Gastonow constantly turns away like he's afraid to get hit. Jesus.

After losing the fight. What was the plan when he got to George Foreman? I don't know. I think they just wanted to get there and then they didn't care. They just wanted a bunch of money. A bunch of man die. I mean he probably wasn't making, he's probably making a million or something playing football. Yeah. So this was a chance to make, you know, half that if for, he would just get hit and fall down. Yeah. After losing the fight in the fifth round, Gastonow says, this is also a really shitty boxing promoter. Yeah. Like he's the worst because he's taking a man and who could get seriously hurt and just like this guy could get fucking killed on the ring because he doesn't know what he's doing. Well, especially when he goes up against George Foreman after

getting a bunch of actors. Yeah. I mean, they never even came close to teaching him how to box. They just didn't care. Don't worry about boxing, Mark. We got that. After losing the fight in the fifth round, Mark Gastonow says in the ringside interview, I think I'm probably going to get a new girlfriend. She's not with Bridget Nielsen anymore. You know, you can't have family problems and go into the ring. Mentally, I wasn't there. I need a more stable home life. I can't spend the nights arguing. I'll continue to fight and actually show up every, show everybody that I'm a true winner and this was a total night off and there's no way in the world I should have got beat. Oh God. I never saw my brother so mad, said Rick's sister.

Oh, man, he must have been fucking pissed. Rick was absolutely obsessed with getting that win against Tim back. He kept saying if he got that win, he'd be back on track to a big payday. He didn't pay attention to his other fighters. All he cared about was working on this rematch. September, a rematch of Mark and Anderson. Oh boy. So it's gone down a little bit from the Mark Foreman. Yeah. Well, I should say so. September 5th, 1992, Mark Gassano won his 11th fight against Rick Horde without throwing a punch. Good. He put his full weight forward onto Horde who was wearing a knee brace and that was the fight. Oh Jesus.

All right. Just lean on. Just lean on. I like how these fights are so fixed that they're just not even boxing. They're not even hitting you. They're just falling down. That's what I'm saying. It's just people falling down. There's no boxing. Some illusion would be nice. No, no illusion at all. Yeah. It's just a guy falling down and they go. A guy with a bad knee. Like, what do you, when you see that? Hey, they don't call me bad knee, Rick, for nothing. Yeah. All right. Well, welcome into the ring. One crotch. Going down. Going down, Tony, fighting Mark Gassano. You know, the thing about a lot of these guys is that they have, they have different names in different states. So they'll, in one

state, they'll be like 30 and 60 and their names Mark Wilson and then they go to another state and they're like, they're like five and 40 and their name is Jeff Davis because the boxing commissions will make a, like if you're clearly a canned tomato that's just getting hit and falling down, they'll make you stop boxing. So then you just change your name. So they've just got all these different names, aliases in different states and they're just making like $2,000 a night to get to go down. But most interesting life. Most of them make it look good. Like these guys, not these guys. These guys weren't even making it look good. Like, well, most of the guys could actually beat up Mark Gassano. Like those guys actually know how to,

they know how to box, but they also know to go down. But you can't have a guy who's going to win the fight, who has no idea how to box, beat up a guy who does know how to box and is supposed to go down. You can't have that. So that's why he gets worse guys. Right. What a fucking disaster. On December 3rd, Parker arranged a rematch with Tim Anderson in Gassano's home state of Oklahoma. Oklahoma had no boxing commission. Parker told, you know, what that means? Well, that means that it's zero rules. Yeah, there's no rules. No rules. No one's watching over shit. Right. Parker told told Anderson that he needed him to knock Gassano out because their contract said that when Gassano lost two fights, Parker no longer had to pay his

expenses, but still retained the right to act as promoter. So that's the, what a 180. Tim, Jim Murphy and Tim's father agreed that this was a setup, but Doc Anderson decided to fight anyway. Parker promised him money upfront for expenses, a week in a good hotel, 3000 for the fight, and Tim's trainer would be flown in. Tim promised Jim Murphy he wouldn't eat or drink around Parker. Okay. Is that a good sign? Not a good sign. That you're involved with a decent gentleman if you're not supposed to eat or drink around him? Yeah. No, that's normal. That's a normal thing to be happening in the 1990s. To need a food tester. Of course, Anderson's trainer didn't go to Oklahoma City. Shocking. Strangers worked in his

corner that night, and the water they, and the water they gave him tasted sweet. Oh, what's, well, I'll get him a little sugar in his water. When he asked about it, he was told they had put a little sugar in it to give him a little additional energy. He remembers drinking water from cups handed to him while waiting 45 minutes for Gastonaut au pair in the ring. Oh my god. So Gastonaut was delaying and he's just sitting there drinking this sweet water. Oh dear. What? Well, this, he needs his tester. What? This water is going to. In the third round, I started to feel nauseous. I was seeing colors and it seemed like there were more people in the ring and more people around the ring. He kept saying he was lightheaded and dizzy and was going

to throw up said Houston Perkins, the referee. I thought maybe Tim had eaten something bad. Gastonaut hadn't even hit him and it probably wouldn't have mattered if he had. Gastonaut had no punching power. Gastonaut couldn't beat me in a fight. This was the third Gastonaut fight I'd referee and let's just say you knew in every one of them who was expected to win. Anderson's legs were wobbly. His mind was numb. Gastonaut caught him with a right hook above the ear in the sixth round and Anderson went down. He got up, but his mind was gone and the fight was lost. Well, I went back to the locker room and started throwing up in this big garbage can. Anderson said the next thing I knew I was on the cement floor of the locker room

and being woken up by this janitor. It was three in the morning. Everyone had left me on the floor. What? What? That's insane. It's just a good. It's just the 90s. This is what happened to nobody. How is this the 1790s? No, it's the 90s. How does anyone Oklahoma? You know how all the all these people love the state that has no fucking rules? Well, this is the kind of shit that happens in the state. You think somebody would check on him? An ambulance took him to the hospital. The doctor told Tim Anderson he had been drugged. Oh, Jesus. Later that morning, Anderson went to Parker's hotel room to collect his money and the two had it out in front of Parker's entourage. Tim accused Parker of drugging him.

Parker said, Mark was in great shape. He just beat you. I love that. Tim responded. Look, I'm not going to beat George Foreman and I'm not going to beat Larry Holmes, but I'm never going to lose to Mark Gasineau in a fair fight. Never. You screwed me. Anderson received 2000 for the fight and 1000 from the first gas and out fight. It's not a lot of money. It's shit. It's not sensation cash. A preliminary report on Tim's blood showed the presence of a slew of drugs, including arsenic and LSD. Holy shit. But a final analysis was never completed. For the next two years, Anderson suffered from debilitating dizziness and nausea. Wow. He was never the same, said Jim Murphy.

He couldn't get out of bed. And when he did, he would bump into things. He had vertigo. Doctors couldn't find anything. For six months, he was bedridden. There's no question he was drugged and it killed his life. Period. He couldn't work out. He didn't box at all. The guy that I knew was dead from that point on. I felt like I was on a carnival ride. I was so dizzy all the time, said Anderson. His final boxing record was 27, 16 and one with 13 KOs. Wow. December 19th, 1992. Mark Gaston, I was arrested on a warrant stemming from Arizona drug charges. Oh boy. He's arrested for picking up a package of 200 amphetamines at the Phoenix airport. Authorities said he failed to attend a counseling session, submit to your intense pay fees

and respond to letters from the program. He was released from jail after posing, posting a $5,000 bail. Parker's problems began in August 1993 when Paul Sonny Barch told the Florida Athletic Commission that he was paid 2000 to lose a fight in about it's in 1992. I don't know much about you can't trust him. His whole vibe is that you should not be letting you should know. No, no, no. Yeah, I would not have faith in this guy to lose a fight against Tex Cobb. Tim. Tim Anderson also claimed he was offered 500,000 by Parker to throw the fight against Gaston now. Russon told the commission he was present when wrestler slash boxer Derek Dukes was instructed by Parker to intentionally lose a fight in Gaston now's pro debut.

In Florida, fixing fights is a misdemeanor termed running a sham. The penalty is up to 60 days in jail and a $500 fine. So they take it really seriously. Yeah, yeah, they really, yeah, they really throw the book at you. Yeah, they really get you. The federal law also prohibits fight fixing and is punishable by a fine of up to 10,000 and five years in prison. Okay. In an October 4, 1993 issue of Sports Illustrated, an article about Rick Parker and Tex Cobb was published titled The Fix Was In. The article was a first person account written by Sonny Barch. Oh boy. What? Barch is just such a reason. He sounds like a rat. Barch claimed he and Tex Cobb met before the match to discuss how it ended and that they

all took cocaine after the fight and just threw that in. I mean, why not? We're assuming you were on cocaine, Sonny. In the middle of your fight story. Yeah. Your fight fixing story. Oh, we also did blow. Yeah. In April 1994, during a segment about fixed fights on 60 minutes, Parker said, quote, these people that are making these accusations about fight fixing are a bunch of low life scumball pieces of crap. Okay. Yeah. Liars, thieves, drug addicts or people that are motivated for greed or their own personal desire for gain. They want to harm me, want to destroy me for their own selfish reasons. I love that he's saying your own personal desire for gain. That's what everybody. He might be lying. Kevin Barch, Sonny's brother, and Derek Dukes also

told 60 Minutes Their Fights Against Gastonau were fixed. Gastonau declined to talk to the show. This is not very telling. In September of 1994, this is just under a year later, Barch recanted everything he wrote in the article. Oh, Jesus Christ. This guy, what the fuck? This guy sounds like he is cocaine. These swings. I mean, who the fuck? You can't do that. The corks out, motherfucker. You open the bottle. Over the past seven months, I have abstained. Over the past three months or so, I have abstained from chronic drug abuse and now realize the damage my false statements has caused Parker and others. Barch said in a court affidavit file in Seattle, he had sold his story to the two sports illustrators

for 15,000. So Parker had something. Barch ran out of fucking blow and then Parker gave him more blow. Yeah, that's all it is. I'm sorry. I'll be your friend again. I'm sorry. It's like the fucking shitty movie where the girl is second cocked to do something and then she tells on someone and then five scenes later she's back in her second cock for cocaine. What movie is this? It's all of them. All movies are about cocksucking cocaine. What? I'm just maybe we're you just watching porn. I've seen born free. I've not seen born free, but I don't believe that's part of it. About lions and cocks. I'm sorry about lions and cocks. It's sucking cocaine. Sucking cocaine. Okay, back to the story. I think the story is what's happening right now.

Wow. Parker and Cobb then sued Sports Illustrated for $120 million and $150 million, respectively. Cobb said the story ruined his boxing and acting career, which is apparently worth $150 million. At the same time, Anderson was still suffering. We had done every test imaginable, Jim Murphy said, MRIs, vertigo tests, CAT scans, motion x-rays, acupuncture with pulse monitoring, biofeedback equipment, everything. One doctor gave him vertigo exercises that helped for a few months and he was able to get out of bed and then finally get out and even work a bit. Anderson consulted with a lawyer about swing Parker and had started working on his book again. Then he was coming out of a convenience store when two guys in hoods hit him in the back

of the head with a baseball bat. They told me to forget everything I knew about Parker, forget the lawsuit, forget the book. This doesn't sound random. What do you mean? I don't like it. Total random guys who recognized him on the book circuit. I don't think you're right. From the book circuit. From the book writing circuit. We love when people are conceiving books. We're pretty hip on that. Now knock it off. Now you stop with your book. You stop with your book thinking. Parker began phoning him too, Murphy says. Tim got me and my girlfriend on the line once to hear. Basically, he told Tim, if you didn't want to hear accusations about a book, he'd say, you know what I've done before. You know, I know where your sister and your family

live. You know me, Tim, you know what I can do. Okay. It's cool. He's he's threatening a girl on butcher. I mean, I'm not sure when caller ID came into existence. But if it's around now, you get it for this. You get it. It's just like, I'm not going to take that one. It's going to be about murdering my sister. Anderson didn't stop. Once a stranger on the street showed him an address in Fort Myers. It was his sister's address. He suggested Anderson forget about Parker. Anderson said a doctor advised him that the only way to get proper treatment was to find out what he'd been drugged with. So Tim called Parker. No way. And said his book was nearly completed. He just needed an interview with Parker, and he would pay $45,000 for it.

That sounds like he's parkering Parker. It's a good plan. The $45,000 is a little bit over the top. If I was Parker, I wouldn't have believed it. But apparently this is everyone's an idiot time. Oh, you got 45k. You want to talk to me? 45 grand. Nothing seems shady. Nothing's weird here. I mean, I've tried to have a kill a bunch of times when I get $45,000. I'll tell you what, you threatened to kill a guy's sister. Look what happens. He gives you 45 grand to talk to him. Oh, fucking America. Before we go to meet Parker, Anderson wrote to various people in his life. I am dying. Liver and kidneys poisoned. I am giving up my life to kill Rick.

He is responsible for the drugs and the poison I was given. Please forgive me. I was dying. There will be money for my book. There is peace. I want to be cremated. Forgive me and be good to each other. He brought a gun for protection, he said. That just makes me think about if like a boxers funeral should be like the announcer. Oh. In this coffin, laying in 280 pounds, six foot one inches tall. Drugged out of his mind. Killed because he was given sugar arsenic before a fight with an XNFL player. Ladies and gentlemen. Give it up. A doctor. Rick's sister and his 14-year-old son who Rick had not seen in two years drove

to, drove Tim Anderson to meet Rick at a motel. I'm going to repeat that. Okay. Yeah. Rick's sister and his 14-year-old son who Rick had not seen in two years. Drove Tim Anderson to meet Rick at the motel. It's what we would call a pretty interesting moment. Couple of things. Your sister's driving me. The kid you haven't seen in a couple of years is going to be there. You're going to do a little, hey, how you doing? What's up? How you, how you going? I think you're just doing, you're kidding. I'm going to leave.

Then we're going to talk about the book. Look, don't get caught up in the minutia of my sister and my son I haven't seen for two years. I'm going to kill Elvis. That's the headline. But they're driving Tim Anderson. Yeah. They're driving the other guy. Yeah. Four of them met and reminisced a while until Diane and Rick's son left the room. Hey, how you doing? Good. You're my kid. Hey, what's up? Now, Anderson and Parker were alone. Anderson pulled out a tape recorder telling Parker to list every drug he slipped him the night of the rematch. Parker took the tape recorder and knocked it into the next room

and broke it against the wall. Anderson then pulled out his gun. Parker began talking. I don't know what they put in it. A little this, a little that. I don't remember, Parker said. Anderson dropped the gun to his side and said Parker then began screaming at him. The last thing he remembers. Oh, shit. The last thing he remembers is not good. Parker. It never is a good thing. That's a terrible start. It's never a good thing. The last thing he remembers? That means we're missing valuable information of something fucked up. The last thing he remembers, he woke up on a pot of gold. Never been the case. The last thing he remembers, he made some sound investments online.

The last thing he remembers is Parker saying, for that stunt you just pulled with the gun, your sister, Aaron, is dead. Oh. The next thing I know, I'm standing in the kitchen and Rick is laying there. I saw he was shot in the groin, the stomach and the knee. Holy shit. I counted eight places. There were actually more, so I obviously wasn't in control of anything. I went in the bedroom and put the gun in my mouth and said, forgive me, Lord, but the gun jammed. What the fuck? He ran outside and down the stairs. I took the gun, threw it on the ground and bam, it went off. He said he went into the bushes beside the building and tried to kill himself again. Five times I pulled the trigger. He says nothing actually happened. Finally,

I heard this voice saying, my son, it's not your time. He went to the front desk and told the clerk what happened. Hey. The clerk what happened? Hey, what's up? I'm in room 24. First of all, I need a new key. Second of all, I need a new key. There's a guy dead in there. Do you guys have Fanta in a machine? Sir, why are you covered in blood? That's from the guy I killed. Excuse me? The gun won't work anymore, though. So I need, if you have a gun, I need a gun in the tape recorder and Fanta. Fanta. And then there's a dead guy. I guess rags. What do you tell the man at the front desk? Hey, this is what happened. Hey, I'm in 319. I just shot a guy in his dick. Anderson calmly waited for the police. Okay. I shot him eight times. Anderson told police, the detective,

the police detective, listen, I don't want a trial. I don't want any attorneys. I'll tell you everything that happened. I want the death penalty as soon as possible. Oh, God. I think he's basically in shock that it actually happened, said Parker's sister. The first words out of his mouth were, Diane, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for it to happen like this. Yeah, well, I'll tell you, when you said you're going to go interview him and kill him. That was a sign. Seems like you did sort of know what you were going to do. That's a bad sign. Yeah. Anderson was removed from Suicide Watch at the Orange County Jail and he was held without bond on a first degree murder charge. He went on trial for first degree murder. He pleaded not guilty by self defense.

Anderson said he shot Parker in self defense after the promoter made numerous threats to harm Anderson's wheelchair bound sister. He told deputies he kept shooting Parker to put him out of his misery. Quote, he said, Oh, my God, you've got to help me. The way he was crying, I was feeling sorry for him. Oh, my God. So I shot him again. He kept saying, Oh, God, it hurts. I kept shooting him to make it not hurt. The first shot was probably the dick shot. The dick shot had him in the first one, right? Well, yeah, because if you're going to do that one, yep, and you yell right in the twinkie. Yeah, yeah, you go right in the twinkie. Here's some sugar. Yeah. Gonna shoot a load. Defense attorneys called several former boxing associates of Parkers to the stand.

So Parker died. The witnesses. Yeah. Okay. He didn't make it. Okay. Just want to be clear. The witnesses described Parker as a gun toting troublemaker who traveled with bodyguards, threatening and intimidating people. The referee of the bout in which Anderson was poisoned. Houston Perkins took the witness stand and supported Anderson's claims. Wow. Perkins said on the stand, Anderson appeared dizzy, an injury that wasn't caused by gas. And I was blows. Quote, there weren't any. Mark gas and I probably couldn't knock me out. So I think I still talking about it. He keeps, he can't not say like, couldn't knock me out. Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know what this trials about. That big football fuck couldn't knock me out.

Gasp. Tiny Houston Perkins cast and I was just like in the actual courtroom just sitting there like what the fuck is with this dude? I didn't do anything. Why the shrapnel Holy shit, Perkins. I'm not going to fight you. You're a fucking little guy. You're a fucking referee. I'm sorry. Hit me. I'm sorry. What was the question for the last goddamn time? The jury delimited for six hours. Anderson was found guilty of first degree murder, which carried an automatic sentence of life in prison without parole. Anderson had shitty public defenders. The ringside doctor was not called to testify. Anderson's attacks with the bat and the threats were declared inadmissible. Threats against his sister were declared inadmissible. The defense did not call

a psychiatrist or a medical doctor or a psychiatrist to describe his physical condition or suicidal mindset or how the drugs would have affected him. They never called the arresting officer who took Anderson's suicidal statement. Two jurors publicly expressed outrage over the facts that they were never told that mandatory sentencing guidelines would keep Anderson in prison forever. If they had known that they said their verdict would have been completely different. Anderson works as a sweeper in prison. He reads lots of books, writes short stories and looks forward to visits from his family and friends. Physically, he's much better. Besides doing scores of push-ups and pull-ups, Anderson does a regular regimen of 6,000 stomach crunches, 1,500 at a time, four times a day.

What? That's your whole day. That's insane. Right? That's your whole day. That's your whole day. You got no other day. There's lunch, sleep, and crunches. It's a crunch day. Yeah. What are you doing today? Crunching lunch. Whatever's going to happen will happen, said Anderson. I'm just riding the storm out one day at a time. You know, it's not really a storm. The storm's over. Diane, Rick Parker's sister, visits Tim regularly and professes her love for him. That's interesting. Right? Yeah. Over the years, there were so many people who might have wanted Rick dead. He wasn't a very nice person and he took advantage of a lot of people. I'm not surprised someone killed him. I'm just surprised that Tim did it. Fair. Fair. His sister. Yeah. From a

jail-ass interview, quote, you know I've been thinking about when I played baseball. I could have stayed with that. Seriously, if his fastball was three miles an hour faster. I know. None of this happens. Holy shit. Just a little more fucking mustard. I don't know how far I could have gone in it, but I liked the training of boxing, so I started taking boxing more seriously. He pauses. He just likes reflecting in the final seconds of his phone allotment. I should have stayed with baseball. Learn a curve, right? Learn a breaking beat. Yeah. October 22. Knock a ball. Yeah. October 22, 1998, quote, I'm happy the right thing was done. I'll finish the program. Exjet Mark Gastonow after pleading guilty to misdemeanor assault for hitting his wife.

And being sentenced to three years probation and counseling. He was given the option of attending a church-sponsored program for first-time offenders in an interview with ESPN.com. God gave Mark Gastonow his son, Jesus. And you know what? He died on the cross and I'm forgiven for everything. What? This is dynamite. Wait, I'm sorry. I don't mean to cut you off. Start again. It's already, the missed lesson is so great. Okay. God gave Mark Gastonow his son, Jesus. First of all, it's very, it's very one-on-one. It's very one-on-one. Yeah, it's not like that. It's a little narcissistic. Excuse me, Mark Gastonow. You know what? Take Jesus. Thank you, Lord. This is my boy. For you, you fight cheating and drug-taking wife-beating fuck.

This is for you, this Jesus fella. Yeah, kill him, do whatever. This is why Jesus was put on earth, so you can do drugs, cheat it, fight it, and punch your wife, and then go, in the book of He Gets It, Gastonow 310. God gave Mark Gastonow his son. Also, the third person, Jesus doesn't want you to talk in the third person. Oh my God. He's name-dropping Jesus and himself. Between me, 107 and a half. Between me, 107 and a half sacks, and Jesus dying on the cross. This is a great world. You know what I mean? I'll tell you what, if you had Jesus as the other outside linebacker,

you watch that pressure from the left side. Man, it's gonna be like double the sacks. How great is that to imagine Jesus coming down, he just decides to play football, and he's pretty good. He's pretty good. He's not great. He's not great. He's good. He can hold his own a little bit. He plays for five different teams. I mean, he gets up a lot. That's the thing I'll say about him. And I'll tell you what, he's a locker room coach. That's what he's become at this point. Never hurt. Okay, sorry. God gave Mark gasp. He turned water into Gatorade on the sideline.

Thanks, Jesus. That's it. You know, Will Anderson is listening, and he had just thought of that joke, and then you said it. Wait, what? Will Anderson is listening to this podcast right now. Oh yeah. His brain went to, his brain went to, he turned water into Gatorade, and he just said it out loud, and then you said it. Totally. And he nodded. There have been multiple times when we've done live ones with Will, where like there's, he's hit, beat me to something by just like a fraction. God gave Mark gasp, and I was like, Jesus, and you know what?

He died on the cross, and I'm forgiven for everything. That's just so fucking crazy. Everything's good. Is there more to that quote? I could not go on if it wasn't for that. I'm so thankful for Jesus Christ in my life, that he is my savior, and he saved my life, because of the fact that I would beat myself up. I'd beat myself up every day for beating up my wife. I've beaten myself up for beating up her. It's a fucking vicious circle.

The referee just pops in from the back, and he's like, you couldn't beat yourself up. The fuck is your problem? Just say it. Who's this Perkins guy? I could beat you up, but you could, you're so shitty as a fighter, you couldn't even beat yourself up. You'd need yourself to take a dive. When I was in the NFL, I was doing steroids. I had been checked, okay? Two times. And so he's been caught two times, is what he's saying.

And the third time, it was going to be in the papers. So you know what? Be out. I didn't want to be embarrassed. That's why you quit football halfway through the season. What a great guy. Great guy. Well, I know it's just a matter of time until my cheating goes public. So I'm out. Hey, hey, everybody. I cheated at everything I've ever done. I punched my wife in the face, did a lot of meth, and I'm cool.

I'm good with it, because the guy died on a cross a couple of thousand years ago. And I believe I condescended Jesus. I believe a little bit, a little bit of kind of me and Jesus hang out in a truck. I'll be honest. Jesus is a little lame. A little lame. A little lame. A little straight line. A little self-important. Unlike that Mark Gaston now. Who's me?

On July 11th, 1999, a jury awarded former heavyweight boxer Tex Cobb, 8.5 million in compensatory damages and 2.2 million in punitive damages in a libel suit he filed against Sports Illustrated Magazine. Wow. Over an article claiming he participated in a fixed fight in 1992. Thanks, Sonny. On July 31, 2002, a federal appeals court overruled a 10.7 million libel verdict against Sports Illustrated.

The U.S. Court of Appeals in Cincinnati ruled that the magazine and its reporters did not act with actual malice when they published that former professional boxer and character actor Randall Tex Cobb was involved with fixing a match and that he used cocaine after the match. The jury's verdict cannot stand without significantly infringing on the breathing space that the Supreme Court has carved out for the freedom of speech. The three judge appellate panel wrote. You can write to Timothy Anderson in prison, DC number 538979, Cross City Correctional Institute,

male 568, Northeast 255, 255th Street, Cross City, Florida 32628, and he apparently responds. Wow, that's crazy. Fucking eight. And you can also write to the, you know, the Florida parole and say, this guy shouldn't be in jail for life because he shouldn't be in jail for life. No. No, he shouldn't be. He had shitty defense terms.

A guy was fucking threatening to kill his sister over and over. The guy had basically, he thought at that point killed him, had drugged him. Honestly, you don't even need any of that evidence. Just be like, this dude wanted to be called Elvis. And then I think like, it's pretty open and shut. This man actively wanted the name of a guy who just took pills and died on a toilet. Your honor, in defense, I would like to point out that the victim had a red ponytail wig. And we thought we overturned the original verdict.

Thank you. You are free to go. Thank you. All I wanted to do was work out. When you get, I just want to work out. When you call an expert to the stand, they're like, do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth? So help you, Mark Castineau.

Well, let me tell you a little story about Jesus. That Mark Castineau, the first line of that quote. He talks in third person about Jesus. You could almost hear like the priest who talked to him's eyes roll. Just go, oh, he doesn't give a fuck. Well, Jesus is my friend, so now I can hit my wife. No. Thank you.

That's not what we've been saying. You know, Mark Castineau is. That's not. Mark Castineau can hit his wife because Jesus and him play basketball, basically. It's not what we've been. Thank you. So the reason I found out about this story was from a. Is that long?

Yeah, that was long. Okay. Over an hour. Okay, that was crazy though. Was from the, I was at a party a couple years ago, a fight. It was out of, we were watching a fight and there was a gentleman there named Ian Morris. He was a co-creator of The Inbetweeners, which is a really huge, huge show and had two huge movies. The second one has the greatest shit scene in the history of anything.

I can't even describe you how great. Is it a boxing match? It's no, it's it's The Inbetweeners and it's the shit scene in the movies. It just, it's so, it goes so beyond. It's like it starts out as shit scene and then it just keeps going and there's music and it just turns into this epic sweeping thing and you cannot believe. Like it's just, it's like. If you're going to do it, go big.

Yeah, exactly. If you're going to do it and it's just, they went from like it was supposed to be a one day shoot and then it was like a week or something. Like it just turned, like it's really crazy to watch. So Ian Morris was like, have you heard about this story? I think it's called, what's the name of the book? The Locus? Well, fuck, I got it right here.

Where's the last page? So this is a book. You know, I might have taken it off. Yeah, I did take it off. I'll put up the, I'll put up the name of the book, but this is based on a book. Some guy wrote a book about this and Ian and his, and I think his writing partner were about to buy the rights to it and Matt Damon swooped in and got it at the last minute. Oh wow.

But he thought it was totally on the radar and nobody knew about it and then Damon. So Damon is apparently, I don't know what's happened with it, but his idea was to make a movie out of this because this is a great fucking movie. The characters just reading it are like Tim. Tim Anderson is like the nicest guy in the world. It just gets caught up in this fucking nightmare and Rick Parker is a fucking monster. And Elvis too. And then the justice is like, wow, fuck, what is there's no, it's just this tragic fucking story.

We should write him. We should send him the podcast. Well, he, Can you put a link on a letter? The person who did the research, Christine did, she does a lot of the research. Hermione met your name before. She wrote him a letter telling him about that there was going to be a podcast about this. Oh really?

So I don't know if we can send him. I don't know how we can do it. Just put a link. You copy the link from your computer and put it on the letter. They can't go on computers. I think you can just touch his finger to it and then it'll. To his leg? His eye screens.

That's a good note to leave out. Fuck. All right. So that's the Tim Dock Anderson story, which is just crazy. Fucking fantastic. Hopefully he gets out of prison at some point, but I don't know. The Florida law is a nightmare. I've already dropped my mind.

The whole, the whole mandatory sentencing thing. Judges, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, occasionally a judge makes a wrong fucking call, but it's the judge's call and that's let the guys involved with a fucking case make a fucking sentence. It's so, it's so juvenile to do it that way. Just let adults handle it and moron step aside. Yeah. Yeah. Let the judges.

I mean, there you go with American policy. Anyway, that's the address. I'll post the address also if you want to write him. Who knows? Yeah. All right. Well, that was a, that was a dollop. All right.

My guest. No, bless this podcast. Saturday, May 23rd, 2015. Okay. Should we start doing that? No, let's, let's just end. Let's date stamp it. Let's just end this one.

But let's date stamp it. Date stamp it? Let's start date stamping. There's no point. And at the end we'll say something like, They'll say on the, no. Hold on. No, we're done.

We got, we're off stage. I'm wrapping this. I'm doing our new wrap up. Hey, everybody, stay safe out there. What the fuck? No, I'm not going to allow that to be. Don't, uh, don't drink arsenic or LSD. Okay.

Great. All right. Stay safe. I'm glad we stuck around for this. That's the, that's our new ending. It's not the new ending. Stay safe. Don't drink arsenic or LSD.

Terrible. Disagree. You see, you think that works now, but it only works for this one. All right. Don't say it, motherfucker. Don't you end on it. Stay safe out there, you guys.

Don't drink arsenic or LSD. Unbelievable.