How are we doing, ladies and gentlemen? Now, today I'm going to talk about fake fighters. And no, don't you now. This is not another Jake Paul video. No, we're talking about the fake martial artists. Yes, the ones who claim that they were literal Ninjers. They claim they could kill a man with a Chi or harness the power of the deadly Din Mark. Yes, that's right. We're talking about the kongfools and the bullshiter artists and the people that walk the streets in black pyjamas, claiming to be be literal Ninjers. Yes, they exist. Listen, it's hard for younger MMA fans to realise, but before the UFC was around where martial arts style will get tested against martial arts style, it was almost impossible to tell what was the real claim and what was pure fantasy. And let me tell you, there were some people out there claiming some absolute nonsense. Now, the stuff that was to be believed was absolutely embarrassing. Remember, I remember this growing up in the 80s and 90s. Martial artists said, told people that they had to be had to have their hands registered as lethal weapons. I mean, absolutely ridiculous. I mean, what government department was supposed to be handling the paperwork for this?

The DMV. Now, being a great martial artist and being a great mixed martial artist, they're two very, very different things. You don't have to be a great fighter to be a great martial artist. And you can be a great martial artist without being a great fighter. The two are mutually exclusive. But still, there's a lot of people that claim to be great fighters. For example, here's an example. Bruce Lee, he was a tremendous martial artist, but he wasn't a fighter. Jean Claude Van Damme, he was an actor that actually had real life kickboxing experience, but I'm glad that he stayed and dedicated his time to movies. I think he was better served there. So you see the point that I'm making. But still, there are martial arts pretenders out there. And if you want to see some more of them, check out McDojo Life on Instagram or Napoleon Blown Apart. But still, right now, we're going to go through the worst bullshido fake martial artists of all time. Strap yourself in. Number five, Count Dante. This man has been dead for over 50 years, but we got to start with the OG of bullshido and the way of the wanker.

Listen, this man's real name was John Keegan, born in Chicago to a very wealthy family who then went on to start two successful dojo's in the Chicago area in the 1960s. Keegan was a great self promot, charismatic, and he understood marketing. Keegan legally changed his name to count Juan Rafael Dante. He said that his parents were Spanish nobility in hiding in the US since the Spanish Civil War. But there was two small problems with that. Dante is an Italian name and Keegan's mom and dad, well, they were from Ireland. But that didn't stop this man from coming up with a perfect persona. He would drape himself in a black robe. He he dyed his hair black like Steven Seagal. He had a silk gui, which also got him attention. Now, this man earned millions selling secret or death touch books, advertising comic books. He was regularly featured in the Karate and Black Belt magazine and TV News. And the more famous he got, the more he would bullshit. Yes, he really did get out of control. He claimed that he won death matches in China, and he was taught by the shuriken throwing ninja star hurling Ninjutsu injures.

Yes. Feuled by millions and a very, very aggressive cocaine addiction, Dante started believing his own lies. He would talk about bar fights, sucker punching guys in the street, not something to be proud of. What are you doing? You can't assault people. And dojo storming rival gyms. In April 1970, the hysteria got his top student stabbed to death. Nice work, Dante. Most infamous dojo storm perhaps that ever took place. The gathered his top students and telephone, the Green Dragons Dojo, that they were en route to storm that Dojo. The Green Dragons, though, they locked the door, but Keegan's gang, they had brought weapons, so they chopped down the door. Now, the Green Dragons, of course, they had a medieval arsenal of weapons adorned on the wall like any good traditional martial arts Dojo would do. So the gang fought with numbers, ninja swords, sides, and fucking God knows what else they could get their hands on. And all that mayhem erupted. There was blood everywhere. A dude lost an eye. Savvy jokes. Then Keegan's top student, Jim Conceivic, yes, Jim Conceivic, conceive it, believe it, achieve it. Shut the fuck up. Had a fucking spear ran right through his throat.

Certainly didn't conceive that one. And sadly, old Jim Conceivic died outside. Not funny. Somehow, the judge, though, let you want go, saying, Listen, you are all to blame. Well, how about you put some of them in prison? If they're all to blame, doesn't mean you're all innocent. But still, whatever, the judge let them all go. But for poor old Count Don ty, his reputation was ruined. And even sadder for him, at age 36 in 1975, the man passed away due to a stomach ulcer because of his excessive alcohol and drug use. Number 4, Ashida Kim and anyone claiming to be a ninja. Yes, the Ninja, one of the favourites from the 80s, the ancient mysterious assassins of feudal Japan, the shadow warriors, the secret society of assassins. But Ninjas are not and have never, ever been real. Listen, the ninja was invented in Japan 100 years ago in a series of children's novels. In 1967, the West caught ninja fever when James Bond learned ways of the ninja in You Only Lived Two Remember Ninjers and James Bond? We're going to come back to that one later. Now, the ninja was supposed to practice the art of invisibility, but in the 1980s, you couldn't move for them.

They were literally everywhere. Ninja swords in every toy store, new ninja movies every single weekend, and with so much interest and money at stake, it was not surprising that a whole lot of karate and judo instructors suddenly rebranded their classes as teaching Ninjutsu. Yes, those weirdos, those freaks, those people that look like they could never win a fight, they all claim to be 50 degree black belt in Ninjutsu. Yes, absolute liars, charlatans, fakes, geeks, nerds, many, many other words that fit. Now, some of these people, they took it a little further than the others. And one of the worst offenders is a guy who would like you to call him Ashida Kim. Because, well, listen, it just sounds way more Ninjury than his real name, Radford Davis. Yes, good old Radford. He was one of the first to cash in on the 80s ninja craze and easily one of the most successful. Now, he had the usual bullshit claims. He was a 10th degree black belt in Ninjutsu. He was the winner of multiple deadly, bloody, and legendary death fight. And of course, he had over 15 books, titles like, ninja Mind Control, ninja Invisible Fist.

And of course, Ashida Kim ran a mail order service. All you had to do if you wanted to be a black belt was tell him which martial arts you want to be a black belt in, and he would send you a certificate. And legend has it that he was the guy that actually issued Vitor Bell for his very first testosterone replacement therapist certificate. Like a bullshido artist, this man goes mental when his fantasy world is invaded by facts, common sense, or even logic. He would often delete or change his own Wikipedia page. And he did it so often that he was actually banned from Wikipedia in 2005. Of course, the man had a good challenge out there for $10,000 if anyone could beat him. But when people did accept it, they learned that they would have to pay him $10,000 plus a $35,000 appearance fee and then give him 50 % of all ticket sales. Quite the promot. Still, there was several challenges that agreed, and each time Kim would throw a virtual smoke bomb and disappear. Last note, real quick, Ninjers, they were not real. But I just want to make a point that Samurais, they definitely were.

But Louis Rockhold was not one of them. Samurais. Number three, Charlie Zelenoff, aka Charlie Z. Listen, for decades, Black Belt magazine was the forum for bullshit artists to make bold, never to be challenged in real life claims about their fighting ability. But by the 2000s, My space and YouTube, they were the platform of choice for these fake martial artists to plow their absolute utter nonsense. This was the era of Kimbo Slice, remember. Anyone with a decent right cross and a man that was willing to follow him around with the camera could become famous. On one end of the internet brawler spectrum, you had the likes of Joaquin Masville, of course, and on the other end, there was good old Charlie Zellin o ff. Now, good old Charlie Z, he burst onto the My space in YouTube world by waving around a fake boxing belt and claiming to have an undefeated record of 346 wins with zero losses. I mean, wow, step aside, Flo in Mayweather. In fact, the reality is this man was 0 and won, okay? And he lost his one pro fight to a one and 13 fighter. Worst, Charlie had lost by a disqualification for repeatedly running and refusing to fight.

But anybody with a Twitter account knows you can't kill trolls with reality. Charlie Zee resurrected himself with a new gimmick. He would show up to gyms saying that he wanted to do light sparring and then, of course, go full force like a lunatic. Maybe like Sean Strickland does. This being I like you, but you are a And listen, I'm not talking MMA gyms or boxing gyms. No, we're talking beautiful high end posh health spas. Places where dad's got to play racquetball twice a week or maybe have a workout with Tobey for marketing. But even still, once or twice, he still did mess with the wrong guy. And then when he did lose a fight, he immediately called the whole thing off but still claimed that he had won the fight. All the while, he was making videos of himself calling out the world's best fighters, calling their gyms and talking shit. And of course, whenever you do this, it's all going to catch up with you. And finally, Old Charlie's luck ran out when he tried to shit talk talk on an up and coming fighter. Yes, he even talked shit about the boxer's family.

Now, after harassing the fighter for weeks, Charlie showed up at the gym and demanded to spa. That fighter in question was Deontay Wilder. And you could imagine how that went down. Number 2, George Dilman. Now, George Dilman started his martial arts career as a legit points karate fighter. He even got to meet guys like Bruce Lee and Muhammad Ali. But the fight that he claimed to have trained Ali was the first indication that George had his brown belt, and brown, in this case, stands for bullshitting. See, the thing is, as George found, teaching classes is hard. You get out of breath. You have to be in shape. And luckily, in 1982, George attended a seminar on harnessing the power of the empty force. Yes. If you've seen Luke Sky walker grab his lightsabre with the power of his mind, then you get the idea. And Old Dilman, he was thrilled. No more of this bothersome exercise. No, no, no, no, no. And soon enough, Old Georgia Boy based all of his classes on Chi energy and no punch knockouts. Yes, you guessed it. Old Georgia was more full of crap than a plastic shitter on day three of a music festival.

Now, of course, George was getting a lot of attention. So National Geographic sent a camera crew down to his dojo to see what all the fuss was about. And of course, George, he talked a great game. And and he showed off his no touch knockout to a bunch of his brainwashed students. However, he refused to demonstrate it on the actual crew that came from National Geographic. And Dilman's top student still couldn't knock any of them out despite trying very, very hard. But you got to hand it to him. George came up with some of the best excuses since Kong Lee tried to explain why he showed up to mindfire looking more veiny than a porn star that had overdosed on Viagra. All you motherfuckers are on steroids. Now, Old Dilman said that the presenter just simply wasn't a believer. Or perhaps he had his tongue on the wrong side of the mouth because apparently that affects you being knocked out. And he also said that if you lift one toe and then force the other toe down, it is absolutely impossible to get knocked out. I just wish that he clued me in on this informationbefore I took on Dan Henderson at UFC 100.

That's a lot of love. Number one, Frank Dukes. And this is a good one because Frank Dukes has more bullshit in his life story than Vitor Belfort has steroids in his left ass cheek. And if you're over the age of 35, then the name Frank Dukes probably rings a bell because he was the lead character in 1988's classic movie Bloodsport. Starring John Codr and yes, I'm paying homage because I have a picture of him on my T shirt. It was supposedly based on the real life experience of Frank Dukes. In 1980, self proclaimed ninja Dukes convinced Black Belt magazine to run a story about him winning a secret Kumite event which went on five years before. Now, at the time, Black Belt magazine sold over 140,000 copies a month, and the magazine was considered the authority in martial arts. Dukes claimed the Kumite was a 60 round single elimination no rules tournament held in secret every five years. Every style, including boxing and wrestling, would be represented. Now, Dukes claimed that he was given special permission to be able to talk about this. But the reality is that over four decades, Dukes hasn't stopped talking about it at all.

And there's obvious other bits of bullshit to be extrapolated as well because opinions split on what the truth was. Black Belt magazine said that they verified that it was all legit. Okay. Others thought it was pure bullshit. Okay. The writer of Bloodsport thought it was all bullshit, but a great basis for a screen play nonetheless. This is number one bullshit. But Old Dukes it. Those lads catch up with you. He was caught lying. First of all, Dukes was outed as having never worked for the CIA, and he was also never given the Medal of Honor by the Los Angeles Times. Also, he claimed to have a 75 miles an hour kick. 75 miles an hour. That is faster than a cheater. Fastest animal on Earth, it can move his legs pretty fast. But Frank Dukes can move his legs faster than a cheater's legs. Okay, good one. Plus, what 1975 technology would exist to measure such a thing? Remember, speed traffic cameras were only invented in the 90s. So another clear bit of bullshit. Ninja, I hear you say, remember the character from the James Bond movie? Well, who do you think taught James Bond how to be a ninja?

Well, that character's name was Senzo, the tiger. To Tanaki. And Frank Dukes gave the name of his ninja master as Tiger Tanaka. I mean, no points for originality on that one, let's be honest. And then early mix martial arts fights started exposing his other lies because Dukes said that submission holds would not work. He said they are not effective in real fights. Everything this man has ever said has been a bullshit sandwich. But the biggest lie of all usually goes unnoticed. Listen, Dukes claims that the Kumbitay that he completed in was a 60 round single elimination tournament. Now, this is hard. Single elimination tournament. That would mean the final round, the final, would have two people in. The semi finals would have four people in. The quarterfinals would have eight people. The round before that would have 16. The one before that, 32. The one before that, 64.64 for a six round tournament. Okay? If you complete doing that math, even with calculators, we wouldn't be able to work out how many fighters would be involved in a 60 round tournament. So what did we do? We called in the stats genius from the UFC, Rami Gayle Paniyor, head of UFC statistics.

Rami said that the number of participants needed for a 60 round single elimination tournament was astronomical. No exaggeration, 2 to the power of 59. Or 576,460,752,303,423,488 people. That's a lot of people. Listen, there's only 7.7 billion people on the planet and Dukes is claiming that 82 million times more than that showed up to his secret tournament. Saying Frank Dukes was a liar does not give this man credit. He could fill every black hole in the universe with his bullshit and Dukes is still at it. In 2016, he said that he could beat every reigning UFC champion of the world. And I just want to say in 2016, Frankie boy, I was the champion. Don't be scared, honey. So give me a call. Anyway, there it is. There is top five of the biggest martial arts fakes, lies, imposters, bullshitters, whatever you want to call them on the planet that's ever existed. Hope you like the video. Bit of fun, something different today. Anyway, subscribe, ring the bell. All the best.