David Haye back to his old tricks, flying out to Hamburg to confront Wlad again.

[Violent Demise]

Something tells me Haye probably sits outside Wlad home with binoculars around just watching him.

..I'd say your probally right.Damn stalker fiending for some attention.

I can seriously picture it. Haye and his little reporter friend. Hiding behind some manicans. Watching him

Haye: Do you see him?
Reporter: Yeah I see him. He's by the jeans. He's heading into the dressing room
Haye: Let's go after him. Move it.

As Wlad tries on some jeans

Haye: So you going to fight me or not?
Wlad: WTF? Get the fukk out of here!
Haye: Alright. Alright. By the way you need any help?