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I photographed Evander a few times. The first was right before the first Tyson fight. He was building a new 55,000 square foot home outside of Atlanta, with a 5000 square-foot swimming pool despite the fact that he couldn't swim. I teased him about that one - biggest private pool in the state of Georgia and he couldn't swim. I can swim quite well. I told him I'd fight him for $25,000.000 - his take for the Tyson fight, in the deep end. I met Evander again in his Houston home where he trains before fights, this time right before he got Van Goughed by Tyson. Christian music played throughout his house but Evander's not the kind of guy you tell that his favorite band sucks - bad politics. He still hadn't learned to swim thought. We went to the gym so I could photograph him looking pumped up - but that day he was only doing a leg workout and he didn't even break a sweat. My assistant rummaged around the nearby shops for a spray bottle and found one filled with liquid plant food. After washing it out and testing it on myself first for irritation or blindness, I asked him to close his eyes. As I squirted Holyfield's face with water I said , "don't ever EVER fuck with me." He got a chuckle out of that.