Folding, spindeling, and mutilating lauguage for fun since Aug, 2004
Monday, March 13, 2006

Spent most of my time last night fighting a teenager who had been out for a few months with an injury.  He's a LOT taller than me, a LOT faster than me, and he can kick over my head as easily as the average person could kick me in the knee.

He was feeling his oats a little bit, and not in a lot of practice with control.  Drilled my under the armpit with a side-kick.  Knocked the wind out of me.  A couple of head shots that knocked me to the ground, including a reverse hook kick.  My neck is sore, and I've got several scrapes on my arms from the velcro on his safety gear.

He busted his dad's face up with a punch, too (minor nosebleed, cut on cheek).  His dad's in the sparring class, and is one of the biggest guys I've ever fought.

I don't think it's a permenant thing.  He's usually got pretty good control...just out of practice and trying too hard to score after too long out.

Glad I was wearing my face-cage, though.

When I'm over this cold, I'll be in a lot better position to fight this kid.  Until then, the chest congestion makes me too much of a non-starter to pull it off.

Monday, March 13, 2006 11:00:27 AM (Central Standard Time, UTC-06:00) | Comments [0] | #
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