[ Jack Hayes – Comedy & Chaos ]

As Jack reached his car, a group of true MMA fans—the kind who actually understood the sport—stopped him.

One of them, a guy with SFC gloves in his hand, asked, "Yo, Jack, real talk—what do you think about Grant's wrestling? You think he can take you down?"

Jack leaned against his car, thinking for a moment.

"Grant's a good wrestler," he admitted. "He's strong, he's technical. But wrestling ain't the fight. You gotta mix it up. If he tries to wrestle me, he's gotta deal with my knees and elbows on the way in."

The fans nodded, clearly appreciating the insight.

Another guy asked, "If you beat drake, you think you get a title shot next?"

Jack exhaled. "Man, I don't know. I hope so. But the UFC and SFC do whatever the fuck they want. All I can do is keep winning."

The fans laughed. "Respect, bro."

Jack signed a few gloves, took some pictures, then finally slid into his car.