A friend left me a voicemail wishing me a Happy Fabio Day. How could I have forgotten? It is interesting to know how I will be remembered. March 30, 1999. I am told a lot of publications run this photograph every year on this date.
A few years ago I met the woman who was handling public relations for the event. She told me she spent all day talking with media about Fabio and his bloodied nose. From those hours of interviews only one of her quotes made it into the stories. That quote is the title of this post.