Renzo Gracie Provides Live Play-by-Play During Alleged Attempted Mugging

Written by Tom Ngo
September 7th, 2012

Renzo Gracie Mugging

Two things were confirmed for me early this morning: My mom was right, nothing good ever happens after midnight, and Renzo Gracie is one badass mofo.Β 

Apparently, the Brazilian jiu jitsu specialist was being followed by two potential muggers this morning in New York. Instead of running for his life, Gracie decided to beat the snot out of them and provide live play-by-play coverage in the process.

He even took the time to snap a couple of pictures mid-attack.

Here’s what Gracie was tweeting just hours ago:

“22nd street and 10th ave right now two guys following me, can’t help but have a big smile upon my face Im talking about a happy one πŸ˜‰

Waiting for them… Are they really thinking I’m drunk??? They have to be kidding. Hahahaha

25th and 10ave πŸ˜‰ they are getting closer lol πŸ˜‰

I just stop to take a pic, they pretend they are looking at the window, can’t lie… My blood runs in a different speed, man I miss Brazil

JiuJitsu πŸ˜‰ never leave home without it πŸ˜‰

Please hold there for just a couple minutes πŸ˜‰ be right back

They are coming closer, asking for a cigaret πŸ˜‰ lol can’t help but have a smile in my face. I don’t smoke. Pretend to wobble. They smile

My hands hurt… Can’t help but look at him the other one took off running, not much of a friend. Chicken :-/ I can still see him, he looks

Back as he runs, no chance to catch him… Even though I began to try to run after him, I realize How slow I was. [F***] it :-///

This one asks me why did I do that, pretending to be stupid, one little kick to the ribs makes him whine and apologize, as I’m writing this.

I ask him if he was planing to rob me, he says no. All he wanted was a cigarette, lol I can’t help but have a big smile upon my face, and ..

The certainty that if it was an ordinary man he would be sad about his stolen goods. [F****** c***] cries like a bitch when the tide turns…

I can’t help but take a pic as his nose bleeds and he wines and asks why did I do that… Like he doesn’t know the reason…

My [f*******] hands hurt, hurt like hell…

Drove around two blocks… The other fellow disappear, I’m heading home… Angry for not finding the second one. Guess no sleeping tonight

I knew it πŸ˜‰ yessss

There is basic things like you don’t come back to where the problem was.. You just don’t, I knew he would, just going around the block would

Be enough… Dumb f%#^ I just gave him the old style Raccoon, it has been a while since the last time I did.. Choke him out 3 times…

And before he woke up I did hit each eye socket at least twice, tomorrow he will wake up like a raccoon, and every time he woke up I was…

Whispering at his ears.. That’s what death feels like it.. Don’t do that again. My [f*******] hand hurts, :-/ a lot

Next time I will use only the elbows, damn I miss that feeling, sometimes I wonder if the easy life has been making me

Soft.. All those years in Brazil, without knowing if I would make it home had to count for something, I can’t lie I could have jump in a cab

But I could not help, I could spot them from a mile away, walking was my option, thank you mayor Giuliani, nobody carries a gun in our…

Beautiful state, my lucky day, their bad day… My hand hurts and @FrankieEdgar is here at 9:30am for some training, shoot damn little guy

Could not take a second pic guys sorry, believe I try, as I reach for my iPhone he almost took off :-/ fast mofo”

While there’s no way to confirm if Gracie’s tale is fact or fiction, I’ll just take it at face value because it thoroughly entertained me while my eight-week-old prevented me from obtaining any sleep. Plus, he had pics, so it must have happened.

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