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So, imagine this: Joaquin Buckley is about to throw down in this massive fight against ex-champ Kamaru Usman. It’s a big deal, right? But instead of chilling out and focusing on that, he’s back in Missouri. Why? To hang at UFC Kansas City and, oh, stir up some drama with headliner Ian Machado Garry. Because why not, right?
Anyway, picture this scene—it’s weigh-in day, all tension and drama. Garry’s up there, doing his thing, and here’s Buckley just casually sidling up—yeah, sidling—next to Garry’s wife. Awkward? You bet. And Garry, well, he looked like someone just told him his car’s been towed.
And get this, Buckley claims he’s just settling scores. See, Garry had been tossing around some digs about Buckley’s language skills, like “barely speaks English.” Okay, shots fired. So Buckley’s response? “I don’t speak cuckanese.” What even is that? But, hey, it made sense in the moment.
There’s even a video clip floating around where Garry wouldn’t budge off stage till Buckley made his exit. That’s some high-level drama for you.
Buckley’s got more to say too. He figures Garry’s been labeled a cuck multiple times. Not once, not twice, but like, 22 times or something. I lost count. But anyway!
Buckley claims he’s not trying to play mind games—except maybe he totally is. Like, if you’re gonna talk smack, don’t pretend he’s a ghost when he’s standing right there. Have some guts, you know? And then there’s Garry’s wife, who’s apparently all up in the mix, using the baby as a kind of deflector shield. Just when you think you’ve seen it all.
And about Garry’s fight with Carlos Prates? Buckley was less than impressed. “Trash,” he says. Thought Garry held back, played it safe, didn’t want to get KO’d. Says Prates had him on the ropes, wrestling and clinging on like it was life or death. Would’ve been a real showstopper if Garry had just gone for it. But nope, too cautious, according to Buckley.
Garry, on the other hand, is having none of it. Didn’t wait for the press to come knocking about Buckley’s commentary. Just called him out—“absolute p—y,” straight up. He’s over it, moving on, whatever.
So, what does it all mean? Probably nothing, but it’s got folks talking, and you can bet it’ll spice things up when Buckley finally steps into the cage in June. Guess we’ll see if all this jawing leads to fireworks. Fingers crossed, or not—who even knows anymore?
