I've occasionally felt what I thought was my brain move in my head as a result of mega impacts in Rugby.
Also every now and again I get this really disconcerting feeling as if there's an air pocket in the bone on the right side of my skull and a small piece of bone or other had material is inside it rattling about.
No idea what it is, but I get it occasionally when I run a lot.
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Originally posted by Super8astard View PostWhen I got a screw taken out of my talus, it was the creepiest thing I've ever experienced. If that dude could feel his brain slide and splat, I can only imagine how nasty that must've felt.
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Originally posted by judoka_uk View PostAfter 8 hours on his side he'd had enough and turned onto his back as he turned he could feel his brain sliding inside his skull and 'splodge' against the otherside.
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Originally posted by Yoj View PostIf your brain hits the side of the skull, you do notice it. Plus of course, the skull has feeling.
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Originally posted by judoka_uk View PostI know a former international who as a young guy at one of his first national training camps was O soto-ed onto his head.
It induced a stroke.
He had to have fluid drained from his brain and afterwards they told him that he couldn't move whilst in bed because there wasn't enough fluid to cushion it.
After 8 hours on his side he'd had enough and turned onto his back as he turned he could feel his brain sliding inside his skull and 'splodge' against the otherside.
He didn't move again until the doctors told him he could, lol.
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Originally posted by C0WB0Y View PostI once accidentally over-Judo'd a guy into a short coma.
It induced a stroke.
He had to have fluid drained from his brain and afterwards they told him that he couldn't move whilst in bed because there wasn't enough fluid to cushion it.
After 8 hours on his side he'd had enough and turned onto his back as he turned he could feel his brain sliding inside his skull and 'splodge' against the otherside.
He didn't move again until the doctors told him he could, lol.
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Originally posted by Middlefinger View PostSome hooligan knocked over a rubbish bin in Shaftsbury.
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The prospect of being thrown onto a hard surface is daunting. Even the brake falls are going to hurt.
When I was 8 I went to attack a class mate who had debagged me in the play ground (I was commando and extremely embarresed)
A judoka, he Ippon seonage'd me, and to his merit and that of his sensei, let me down gently and I landed on my feet. I was exreemly impressed
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You did well, mate. Well done to you.
I was amused by Judoka's alternative take.
Bullies, eh? Reminds me of a fight on a bus. The Bully started it and drew up his steel toe-capped boots and just missed the bloke's chin. He fought back and turned the Bully onto the seat and started to punch his lights out. The Bully: "All right, mate. That's enough. I didn't mean it".
Well, I laughed. And it was a long time ago - still, it's consistent with your Cage-fighters opponent when you turned the tables.
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Originally posted by doofaloofa View PostHe wasnt too specific, but it was more 'most deadly to fishermen', getting drowned, catching power lines, infections from dirty fish hooks, etc.
Although a fish would probably have a different perspective on the whole thing!
His point was (I think) martial arts are not that dangerouse statistically, as you are far more likely to get injured playing football, rugby, fishing, etc.
put me right off fishing
You mean rock fishing is the most dangerous sport. Not fishing in general.
Fucking "infections from dirty hooks", how fucking ludicrous! No wonder he wasn't specific, he didn't know what the fuck he was talking about.
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Originally posted by Middlefinger View PostSome hooligan knocked over a rubbish bin in Shaftsbury.
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Originally posted by judoka_uk View PostYou have to be careful with Judo, because it can be 'too effective' if there is such a thing.
I know a former GB international who was attacked and O soto gari-ed his attacked onto the pavement. The guy landed on his head was knocked unconscious and within seconds there was a pool of blood a couple of foot square and growing on the floor.
Now that sounds all macho and you can have a good Phailmore esque circle wank about it, but most normal well adjusted human beings will think is 'oh fuck what have I done', as this ex-international did, when standing over an unconscious and rapidly exsanguinating body.
After that he made sure he always cupped the head in any altercation he got in to ensure he didn't have a repeat.
I once accidentally over-Judo'd a guy into a short coma. There was indeed the tell-tale pool of blood forming around his head. The only reason I didn't go to jail over that one was because the nightclub security video showed me immediately rendering first aid to my would-be assailant.
My bad.
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Originally posted by excludedmiddle View PostDetails?
Anyway, I'm at a bar called Macky's for my 29th birthday. I get drunk... REAL drunk. Like my friends held me down and poured most of a bottle of Jameson down my throat. I was drunk and dancing on the bar with some girls like the asshole I am and my bartender buddies started spraying me with the soda guns.
At the end of the night, I decided to walk the 1/2 block home instead of getting in my buddy's car and getting it all soaking wet. So as I'm at the end of the parking lot walking past the bus stop someone yells 'HEY FAGGOT!!!' ( I guess he knew me??) and then punched me right in the face.
I went down hard. When I regained my senses, I had a 230+ pound Jersey Guido on me throwing bombs. That sobered me up rather quick. I shrimped to recover guard and then scissor swept him and began returning the favor with elbows. As he rolled over and tried to crawl away, his buddies began kicking and punching me in the back, but I was numb with alcohol & rage. One of them leaned in from the front to deliver a punch to the face, but I leapt up and caught him with an O-soto gari first. Another came at me (bro) and I quickly dispatched him with a Harai makikomi. Rising up, I met yet another Guido with a simple Sukui nage.
From there, things became clouded by the fog of war. The next thing I remember, people were yelling my name over and over and telling me to calm down as I struggled to takedown one of my own friends who had arrived with the cavalry. Relieved, I sank back onto the pavement and took a well deserved rest.
The cops showed up once the dust had settled but the Guidos had rounded up their wounded & quickly scurried off into the night and I don't talk to pigs. So I finished my walk home, showered off the blood and went to bed/passed out.
The next day I found out from my friends who work at the bar that the Guidos had been kicked out of the bar for trying to pick a fight with two small guys for absolutely no reason. Apparently, they were just jonesing for a fight. I'm glad I could oblige them. Maybe next time they'll stay on the Jersey Shore instead of plaguing Ocean City, MD.Last edited by C0WB0Y; 8/21/2011 6:32pm, .
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Originally posted by Super8astard View PostSo what happened there?
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