2/11/2004 2:34am, #21
OKAY DOOD I WILL LEAP ON THE GROUND THEN. HOW'S THAT AIKIDO GOING GOTTEN YER ASS KICKED LATELY?!
Now, keep telling me about what I will do.Normally, I'd say I was grappling, but I was taking down and mounting people, and JFS has kindly informed us that takedowns and being mounted are neither grappling nor anti grappling, so I'm not sure what the **** I was doing. Maybe schroedinger's sparring, where it's neither grappling nor anti-grappling until somoene observes it and collapses the waveform, and then I RNC a cat to death.----fatherdog
2/11/2004 2:37am, #22
aikido's just peachy but i thought i was talking about what we all do.
2/11/2004 2:39am, #23
I would've killed every single one of those fuckers that touched me. And then I'd kill the first aikido ****** I could find.
2/11/2004 2:42am, #24
2/11/2004 2:49am, #25
This is why I only practice martial arts 8 feet under water with one foot in a coffee can.
If you go to the ground, you're going to get jacked by the guy's friends. Ground fighting sucks.
If you stand up, you're going to get sucker punched. Stand-up sucks.
But I've never seen anyone get attacked 8 feet under water with one of their feet in a coffee can.
2/11/2004 2:51am, #26
every school should have tanks and coffee cans.
2/11/2004 9:00am, #279chambersGuest
What if instead of kicking the guy in the head, the friend ran up and got the guy in the RNC? ...
What if "cat" is really spelled D O G? ...
2/11/2004 9:16am, #28Blah blah blah you need grappling, what if you were on the bottom and you had no friends....
Deux, I can email you details for a nice clinic which deals with the effects of hakama trauma in childhood...
2/11/2004 10:49am, #29
Knee on chest... MUCH safer than mount or side mount... Knee on chest is the middleground between ground fighting and standup. You can see all around you. Its like having eyes in the back of your head.
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2/11/2004 10:55am, #30
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i was going to comment, but i am too sick of these third hand stories