TORONTO – It took Gegard Mousasi a few years for his soporific charm to win people over, but it happened when he stopped caring in the ordinary sense. His Dutch brand of naptime aloof took on needed appeal when he started collecting scalps and running out of f*cks to give. It’s been a fun turnaround to say the least. The more he shrugs his shoulders and blurts out a resigned "what the f*ck" to end statements, the more we appreciate him.
Something like that is going on with young Max Holloway, too.