In reality, I only met Josh Samman in person one time. It was July 12, 2015. Both of us were exhilarated in the wake of unrelated highs: I had been getting drunk with friends in the audience of the UFC “Ultimate Fighter Finale 21,” he had just won a fight at said show. He had choked out his opponent in the first round, received a cash bonus and was partying with friends when he caught sight of me, waiting outside the bathroom in the never-ending florescent corridor that separates Las Vegas’ MGM casino from the arena. When I heard my name called, I looked up and I saw a man leap over the glass barrier separating the hotel from the arena.
In cages and on pages, UFC's Josh Samman left a lasting mark on MMA
