Fight Night 3

For weeks now I have watched my 275 pound Red/Black belt instructor continuously beat people when allowed to go to the ground at fight night. Having a significant weight advantage allows him to basically flop down on people and pin them.

Last night for the last part of fight night we had to fight in the dark. There was very minimal light in the Do-Jang and sadly I have all white gear, which made it easy for my instructor to spot me in the dark. I thought if I could just move quickly and circle he wouldn't be able to plant and attack. That strategy worked for a short while as I was able to land a few kicks unblocked.

He tried to take me to the ground, and was shocked when I didn't just lay there and get pinned. I immediately rolled to my stomach and put him in a choke hold with him on top of me. The Grandmaster broke us up and we went back to standing.

I went right in for a hip toss and again we ended up back on the ground. I was shocked that I could roll him over with his huge weight advantage, I was able to turn him over five or six times with ease. All that working out I have been doing for months paid off last night. Speed=power, and I was amazed at how easily I was able to escape. I ended up on top with my chin buried in his back.

That is when the owner flipped the lights back on, I heard him say something like "I have got to see this". The lights came up and the whole school went crazy when they saw I had my instructor pinned.

I do not think anyone has ever seen him lose a wrestling match.

After the match my instructor told me I was a good wrestler and very fast. It felt good too. I remember watching him wrestle other people and thinking to myself, "I would never let him do that to me."

I think that is why I get so pissed off when I watch the MMA bullshit and UFC crap on TV and watch these guys get thrown into ridiculous holds. Things that would never happen if they wrestled in high school.

Things to remember this week: Speed=Power, a theory I have read that proved correct. I still need to hide behind my gaurd and get low when I get attacked instead of swaying away. A bad habit I developed years ago.