Tuesday, November 30, 2021

Competition Time...


After a miserable last BJJ competition, I decided to get back on that particular horse, hoping I wouldn't be thrown off in embarrassing fashion again. 

The idea of returning to a tournament made me nervous, but I also felt OK with it. In fact, I quite looked forward to it. It was my first tournament as a new purple belt, but I knew I'd trained consistently hard and I had a decent plan going in, despite having to face bigger fighters.

The start of the fight went my way, with a fast guard pull and my opponent locked in my full guard. He worked his way out of my full guard and I made my first mistake by not switching straight to a half guard sweep. I then attacked for an armbar and got stacked. From then on, he secured top position and attacked. I tried to escape and defended OK, but his positional dominance and route mapping on top was just better than my defence from below. I eventually tapped to a collar choke. 

But it was a good experience against a skilled competitor. And, after the smashing I took at the last event – albeit at the hands of a much younger and stronger opponent – it was good to come out of there and at least feel competent again. So that was a victory of sorts.

I now plan to work on a thing off the mats and start defining my routes to victory more clearly. Every day is a school day. If you're smart enough to listen.

Monday, November 08, 2021

Bad Taste Joke...


I was recently writing a joke about being a proud Yorkshireman, explaining how I had so many role models growing up. These included truck drivers who helped keep the economy moving, such as Peter Sutcliffe; businessmen who made it a point of principle to employ as many women as possible, such as Peter Stringfellow; and tireless charity workers who always put the needs of others first, such as Jimmy Savile.

The punchline was: "Thank God the Duke of York is a stand-up guy who's in no way linked to an industrial-scale sex trafficking."  

But the Missus told me the joke was in such poor taste that I should never include it. In anything.