The First Time I Saw/Heard Of Tae Kwon Do
I was in 8th grade, so I think it would have been the Fall of 1978 (when Led Zeppelin was the best fucking rock band in the world and mocasin boots and a red bandana tied around your thigh was t3h cool). We had a new kid at school with the unfortunate last name of Newding. He joined the football team, so of course the coaches quickly started calling him "Noding," which eventually turned into "Nodick." Anyhows, one day early in the season, he and the biggest (literally, not figuratively) bully in the school, who is also on the football team (surprise, surprise) start go after it during practice.
I can't remember what specifically went on, after all, this was nearly 30 years ago, but the Bully was giving Noding **** for being the noobie on the team while we were running plays. Things escelate and they square off. Newding throws a front kick that takes the helmet off of the Bully, who drops on his ass. Luck for him, the coaches intervene, all pissed off that the aggression and bullying of the new guy that they had been egging on had gone beyond football and to an actual fight (surprise, surprise, you dumb ass sadists). So, the coaches make all of drop for 20 pushups and then "hit the pole," which was a telephone pole painted pink about 300 yards away from the football field that we would have to sprint to and back from whenever the coaches got pissed. Last ten runners always had to do an additional 20 push ups.
After that, there was not much sympathy on the team for the new guy. However, not many of us liked the Bully, so we were all looking forward to both of them beating the crap out of each other after practice in the inevitable grudge fight. I was actually pulling for the new guy a bit, since I really disliked the Bully and was impressed by the kick that took his helmet off.
So, after practice, out in the parking lot (shades of Omar, Kat, JFS and Osiris), they square off. The Bully wades in trying to throw some punches before taking the new guy down for some GnP (we were all football players, after all, and GnP was pretty much how all of us ended our fights). Low and behold, Newding parries the Bully's jab and nails him with a standing side kick to the gut when the Bully tries to follow up with an overhand right. Bully staggers back and comes in again. This time, Newding nails him with the side kick before he can throw a punch. Bully staggers back and comes in again. Again, Newding nails him with a side kick, which drops Bully to one knee this time. Newding follows up with a couple of punches to the face of his now sucking air opponent, which bloody his nose and put him on his ass with his hands up begging to stop.
"WTF?" we all ask. "Do you do Kararate?" My opinion of Karate was pretty low at this point in my life, having pretty much pwned every self proclaimed krotty black belt that I'd run across. "No," he explained, "I'm a brown belt in Tae Kwon Do." None of us had a clue as to what this funky sounding martial art was, much less what a brown belt was, so he had to explain it all to us in simple and slow words so that our neanderthal brains could comprehend. That was the first time that I saw TKD.
Now, please share your first time.
Last edited by TEA; 7/22/2007 11:31am at .
My father and my uncle started in ITF in the early 80s. I remember watching my uncle in a tournament where he broke the nose of his opponent with a punch. There were blood everywhere! That moment is carved on my mind!
I also remember watching an ITF vs WTF tournament held in my city.
I was really young (I don't think that I was more than 6 years old).
This are the two early memories that I have of Taekwon-Do.
My first experiance with TKD was in basic training in the british army in 2003.
The physical training instructor decided to do something different to the morning run for PT he taught us snap kick side kick and turning kick as well as basic punching combo's.
later on in training we sparred semi contact no safety gear as part of remedial PT witch was voluntary after the days military training was finished.
TEA, that's a great story. Having spent quite a bit of time sparring with a pretty good TKD black belt, my take on the art is this:
TKD is fucking hilarious until you get kicked in the face.
It's so funny when you see people that are actually good at using TKD in a fight. It's a completely different animal from the point sparring that is so frequent in today's dojangs.
The first time I saw any martial art, I decided that I wanted to do it. I think it was "Big Trouble in Little China" that first got me interested in Martial arts. I was around 4 or 5, but then, Kung Fu looked AMAZING. So my mommy enrolled me in TKD at my elementary school. The first time I saw TKD, it was in a hallway at an elementary school. And even though it was in the beginnings of a McDojang, it was pretty amazing to see a father take on both his sons in TKD.
neat story... too bad each time I have seen the above story happen... it ends a little something like this...
"So, after practice, out in the parking lot (shades of Omar, Kat, JFS and Osiris), they square off. The Bully wades in trying to throw some punches before taking the new guy down for some GnP (we were all football players, after all, and GnP was pretty much how all of us ended our fights). Low and behold, Newding parries the Bully's jab and attempts to hit him with a standing side kick to the gut when the Bully grabs his leg and pounds him in the face. Newding staggers back and comes in again wondering how he saw his telegraphed TKD kick coming? This time, Newding taps him with the side kick before he can throw a punch. Bully takes the TKD kick and grabs him again, pulling him to the ground. Now Newding has no idea what to do and takes a tremendous beating to the face and body . Again, Newding is currious as to why his TKD one step sparring didn't defeat the man who can obviously take a TKD side kick. Newding is repeatedly pounded by the bully until he throws his hands up in the air begging for him to stop.
FYI... I'm going to my TKD Dojang after work today to quit and cancel my contract.... I'm a Red belt. One away from Black.... and I realized a long time ago.... its only for show and sport. One good thing I have taken away is flexability and some stronger kicks.... Another thing is now I know how to negate pretty much every technique in TKD.... close the distance and finish it simple.
Last edited by Chizilds; 7/23/2007 1:56pm at .
Stick it out 'til you get your black belt man. Trust me, I know how you feel. I went through the same thing with Karate. I wanted to quit so bad when I was a brown belt. But I'm glad I waited until after I got my black belt to move on. It's good to see things through, especially when you're that close. You'll feel good about it when you get it.
Originally Posted by Chizilds
devil, what's the point if it doesn't mean anything? I quit karate before I got my brown, even thought my instructor wanted me to test for it. But I knew I wasn't a brown belt (someone who would be able to hold there own in a full contact knockdown tournament).
Originally Posted by ojgsxr6
I understand the feeling. That reasoning is why I wanted to walk away as a brown belt - out of principle, more than anything else. But on the other hand, I did work my ass off for it, even if the training didn't meet my ultimate goals. And also, it shows some maturity to have recognized the shortcomings of your own training instead of deluding yourself like most people continue to do. I knew my instructor had nothing further to offer me and I knew I would seek out better training. But, I still wanted to see it through. I don't like to quit, and I'm glad I stuck around a few more months to get my black belt. And it does mean something to me, and I am proud of it.
I'm not going to continue in an art at $100/month with $70 belt testing fee's and then a 3-500$ black belt test... I know where I stand, and its above anyone at that school. I'm the "captain" of the "demo" team, and beat the pants off everyone when I spar. Then I go to Jitz and have my ass handed to me on a regular basis, as a white belt. I have martial experience, and it doesn't mean squat in there. SO I will continue Jitz and eliminate the diseased portion of my training. What does the black belt mean other than I would pay 3-500$ for it and a nifty WTF accreditation.