Wilder says he ate shortcake with strawberries in the buildup during an interview with Farhood. He says he always dreamed of eating a strawberry shortcake before a weigh-in, to smugly drive home what great shape he is. Somehow he comes across humble and likeable even while saying that. (probably the lopsided self-effacing hangdog grin)
Quillin and Rosado are jawing pretty spiritedly, all up in each others' grill. Definitely some F-bombs in there.
Rosado says he doesn't brook any **** talk and will let his fists do his talking in the ring with Quillin. He says this is his third fight at middleweight and he is now comfortable there. He says he would need to put in extra effort now to make 154 and there is probably nothing out there worth that. He promises it won't go twelve and says Quillin will end up on his ass.
Quillin says in the street he would beat up a sucker and get arrested for it but here is an opportunity to beat up a sucker and get paid for it. He says Rosado is a fake street-tough guy. He also promises a knockout.
Hopkins tells Farhood that everyone should hold on to all their "Executioner" memorabilia as it will have some historic value but that he is "The Alien" from here out. Hopkins preaches that everyone should eat healthy and live clean and they can be in shape like him at 50. (give or take fourteen months). He says he ate a bowl of raisins this morning, and two pineapples. He says he wants his first knockout since 2004. He says he needs it and has to get the itch off his back. He then presents a birthday cake to Richard Schaefer, the CEO of Golden Boy Promotions, who is only a little older than him and just turned 50.
Oh, and Murat crossed his finger over his throat in a slitting motion during the face-off. He is going to pick up the "Executioner" gimmick that Hopkins discarded, apparently. Like a persona hermit crab.
