A tragic reflection of the state of grappling in Michigan
The other day whilst paying a visit to my old karate club, I met a gentleman who had my instructor had been telling me stories of on previous visits; he had been fighting MMA for a while, and apparently had racked up quite the impressive record (I believe it was 10-1 or 9-2 or something along those lines).
After class, I got to spar with this gent, and found his stand-up to be quite impressive. As I recall it, he has quite a few knockouts to his record. After a small dick-kicking related incident (which was, no doubt, karmic payback for all of those low blows I've struck against Moose throughout the years), I suggested we roll instead. I noticed a few things that didn't quite seem right for someone with a record like his; he tried to pass my guard straight into a scarfhold (that is, without the underhook), and just like everyone else who's ever attempted to do this in the history of time, lost his back in the process.
After a minute and a half or so of rolling, he tapped out, and sat catching his breath. He said something along the lines of "I'm more exhausted than after a fight". Finding these sorts of things odd for someone with as much cage experience as he, I asked him who his grappling coach was. He responded, quite succinctly:
I realize that MMA in this state is still very young, but it sort of pains my heart to see people be able to rise to the top of the amateur circuit without having to be able to properly pass someone's guard. It reminded me a story another fighter from my gym had told me, wherein he watched a fighter who was 4-1 lock in a triangle on the wrong side.
I cannot help but lament this state of affairs.