"I haven't talked to anybody about the guy. I didn't even know who he was until Victor Conte brought him up and it went all over the place. First of all, I don't know, maybe they can get a translator so they can understand this, but I've never said anything about Heredia. As a matter of fact, I didn't even know the guy's name until it was brought to my attention...I saw the YouTube video and he's filing paperwork. Either he's completely stupid and can't read or he's in desparate need of money and he's filing some frivoulous lawsuit and he thinks that I'll pay something just to make it go away. Actually, I'll do better than that because, for sure, this will be the last paycheck he gets in boxing, and for sure from Marquez, I'm willing to bet my check against his check that my guy knocks his guy out," stated world-class strength and conditioning coach Alex Ariza, who set the record straight regarding accusations that he made defamatory comments about Angel Heredia, Marquez's strength and conditioning coach. You don't want to miss what else he had to say. Check it out!
BT: What's going on bro? Man, did you do any interviews somewhere that I didn't know about? During Marquez's conference call, a couple of reporters kept bringing up your name as if you couldn't get his strength and conditioning coach off your mind. I could have sworn the only thing you said was that you would beat him just like you beat Victor Conte?
AA: I haven't talked to anybody about the guy. I didn't even know who he was until Victor Conte brought him up and it went all over the place. First of all, I don't know, maybe they can get a translator so they can understand this, but I've never said anything about Heredia. As a matter of fact, I didn't even know the guy's name until it was brought to my attention that there was people from Usain Bolt's training camp training him, which means more than one, not some fat Mexican in slippers, okay? I was assuming he had a training team, not that dude. Secondly, it was Victor Conte who outed him. I've never said anything about Heredia, Hernandez, or Guadalupe, or whatever his name is; I don't even know him from a can of paint and after I heard who he was, or whatever, I forgot about him 10 seconds after the phone call when I hung up the phone. So whatever, you know, love affair that Victor Conte is upset about that he had with the guy and that it didn't work out, leave me out of it. I couldn't begin to care less about what he's doing, what he had done in his past, or anything other than that. It's not like all of a sudden all these bells and whistles are going off about who he is and what he's done. I don't give a baker's fuck. That same shit went off when Victor Conte broke onto the scene and that hack didn't make me any more nervous than this guy did, so I'm not going to lose any sleep about what he's doing, what he's not doing; any of that shit. So Marquez needs to go find a translator or he needs to learn how to read, one of the them, because I didn't say anything about his strength and conditioning team, and I could give a shit about what he's doing over there, or what he's not doing, because unless Jesus is really seriously in his corner helping him out, he doesn't have a shot.
BT: (Laughing) I'm telling you bro, it had to be something that was lost in translation because I know you didn't say anything negative about it to me. I mean, if you haven't spoken to anyone else about it, I really don't know why Marquez, or any reporters for that matter, would be bringing up your name regarding what Victor Conte had to say about him.
AA: I don't care about either one of those two jackoffs to even speak about them in any conversation that I have. Victor Conte's a hack, the other guy's a snitch, you know, I have nothing to say about either one of those two guys in conversations. I'm not worried about whatever his name is any more than when I found out Victor Conte was training Zab Judah. Those guys need to worry about me; I don't need to worry about them. Whatever love affair that those two had and it ended up acrimonious, that's between those two. Let them kiss and hug it out or whatever. Leave me out of it; I've got nothing to do with either one of those two guys.
BT: Well, like I said, when a couple of those guys during the conference call were bringing up your name and Marquez was talking about having lawyers look into statements that were made, I had no clue what the hell he was talking about.
AA: Marquez must be so stupid, or he can't read, because the fact of the matter is when I did mention his team, I was giving him credit for having put together a solid team, at least a team of science, and for quit drinking his own piss and throwing rocks, so I was actually admiring the fact that, you know, he was taking the fight serious and moving forward, and getting more of a comprehensive system around him. And then he runs off at the mouth? He needs to focus. Maybe he drank too much piss and it clearly affected the way he reads or interprets things, but I didn't say anything about it, nor do I care about it. I don't dislike him, you know, I don't not like him, I just don't care about him. He's just another guy that broke onto the scene and he'll be another guy that's gone after November 12th.
BT: (Laughing) Marquez was poppin' off a bit about it, saying he's willing to take any tests that you want him to take so long as Manny does too and whatnot.
AA: Go ahead! Go take all the tests you want to! I don't give a baker's fuck what you're doing or not doing honestly. I'm not thinking about you, bro, or your tests, or your piss, or anything else you're doing. We're not thinking about you; we don't care about you, you know? Go scream that shit off the highest Mexican mountain you can find. Over here, we don't care. We've done our work. We're ready.
BT: Well, like I said, I don't really know why your name was even brought up in the first place when all you pretty much said you're not even thinking about it.
AA: I mean, he's asking if I want him tested. Why would I want him tested? You don't look that fucking good, bro. I know you think you do, but if that's as good as you can look if you were on juice, believe me, keep doing what you're doing. Calm down! You don't look that fucking good. Relax! You know what I mean? I tried to give the guy a compliment saying he looks good and he looks like he's training hard, and then he wants to run off about legal this, or piss test that. Listen, relax, bro! I'm not that fucking impressed with the way you look. You look okay for a 38-year-old man. You look okay. Bro, this isn't a magazine ad for a wellness center. This is boxing. I mean, don't get me wrong, you look okay bro, but not that fucking great. He's strutting around, the way he runs off at the mouth; he looks like a dude who just gained five pounds. You know what? I give you a little bit of props for what you've done, but it's not that fucking great. Marquez needs to chill, bro. You're okay, but you don't look that good. Now calm down. So no, I do not want you steroid tested. I don't care if you do or don't because if you were on it, then you're fucked because you should look a lot better.
BT: Did I see this cat is actually going to try and file a defamation lawsuit against you?
AA: He did. I saw the YouTube video and he's filing paperwork. Either he's completely stupid and can't read or he's in desparate need of money and he's filing some frivoulous lawsuit and he thinks that I'll pay something just to make it go away. Actually, I'll do better than that because, for sure, this will be the last paycheck he gets in boxing, and for sure from Marquez, I'm willing to bet my check against his check that my guy knocks his guy out. So if you need money and you wanna roll the dice, there it is. Put up or shut up. I got no problems. You wanna bet, you wanna talk big shit to Spanish media that I did this or that we've always denied wanting to take blood tests, or that I even wasted my spit on anything that has to do about you, or your name, or what you do, or what you did in the past, if you need money, here's your shot buddy. Put your check against mine. The bet's out there. Money talks, bullshit runs the marathon. If your guy is such a badass and you keep talking about how good your training is and I'm so overwhelmed by the way your guy looks, well then put up! Your check against mine! Put your pickles up! This is the last check you're going to collect. Seriously, do you really think I think about you that much? Get over yourself! I never said anything bad about you or accused you or made any implications; I mean, I never speculated. No offense bro, but I don't think nothing of you to begin with. Bro, by all means, get your 15 minutes [of fame], get all that you can out of it, because you got about 3 minutes left of it and then you're going to go away just like the rest of them. I didn't say anything. Show me a quote. Show me where I accused you or your fucking shit fighter of doing anything illegal and, by all means, if that's the case, then file the lawsuit. Show me! Somebody send in what it is that they think that I said about him. It was Conte who ratted him out, and hey, it's like what goes around comes around. You ratted on Conte, Conte ratted on you. They snitched each other out; now you guys got back at each other and life goes on, but what did I say about you?
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