I'm not sure what to make of this fella.
Knowing nothing about him, my impression before the documentary was not a good one, as I vaguely remembered him throwing something through a bus window and shattering glass upon innocent bystanders.
Watching the doc, I came to really like the guy. His life was shortcutting to the cemetery but then he manned-up, turned things around, got married, started a family, and became a real upstanding, contributing citizen. There's a rather moving scene in the documentary where he's sweeping church floors (albeit as part of community service!) that took my breath away. He seemed so fragile, so humbled, so vulnerable and open.
Then, barely two weeks after seeing the documentary, he's once again accused in two or three new physical altercations with men and women.
Hard to know what's real, what's pretend, what's what.
It would appear that concussions resulting from a lifetime of full-contact fighting + alchol + a hair-trigger temper x unlimited wealth could = disaster, but we'll see.
Like they say, time will tell.
In the same way water always finds the low-point, so, too, does the weight of one's own weaknesses.