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Late Notes from UFC 87

Tuesday, August 12th, 2008

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Saturday Night I took in UFC 87 with two good friends. A few thoughts…
Brock Lesnar is a beast. He’s got no jujitsu game, but of course his wrestling background is immaculate. And his punches… the UFC had to custom make a size 4XL glove so he could compete. I thought that Brock’s reaction to his win was cartoonish and lacked class. But he won and gets to stay in the game for a while longer.

Georges St. Piere might be the best fighter ever. Regardless of weight class. Wow! However, I was impressed that Fitch was able to hang with him for all five rounds.

The opening fight however,  was my favorite. Two jujistu players in a web of submissions attempts and defense. There was a lot of technique in that match. Something that doesn’t happen a lot with the heavy weights.

Random Sports thoughts

Monday, August 4th, 2008

Last night I worked on the laptop with the HOF Game on. Sure, it was bad, sloppy football played by guys who won’t make the team. But it felt so good to hear the crunch of pads and helmets, and Madden’s inane banter.

So Farve is reporting today to camp at 12 PM. Part of me secretly suspects that even John Madden is sick of hearing Farve’s name. I’ve got no pity for #4. The Packers drafted Rodgers a few years back when Farved hinted that he’d retire. They draft two more QB’s this year. They’ve got a salary cap to contend with. I can’t believe that Farve dares refuse any trade. No one is bigger his community. Not even a gunslinger who has only won three playoff games in eleven years.

Still doing the MMA thing. I just discovered that my workout partner, Will McCollough, was the subject of a documentary that featured some of his cage fighters. I just subscribed to Netflixs so I can get my hands on “Blood, Sweat, and Teeth.” You never see this old man in the Octagon, but I’m having a good time learning a new sport.

My boss, Derek, has himself some of that there Olympic fever. Read about it here.

In Praise of the “OO-KEY”

Thursday, June 12th, 2008

First off, Bryan– we need an MMA/Martial Arts Category…

I took my yellow shirt test in the McCollough Fighting Systems last night. The test was 1.5 hours of intensity. During the first hour I was asked to throw nearly 100 kicks, about 450 punches, demonstrate all the submissions I knew, and then do them all under 2 minutes. (1.32 minutes, thank you!)

I thought the test was done. I felt done anyhow. Then I was informed that I had to do ground fighting for 15 minutes with new opponents rotating in every 2-3 minutes.

I got through it. I’m still gassed today.

I went home fascinated by the role of the OO-KEY. That’s my attempt to transliterate the Japanesse word. If I spelled it wrong, shoot me. The ookey plays the role of the servant. When someone is learning a submission move they need a live body who is willing to lie on their back and let somebody choke you, or bend your arm in weird unnatural positions. There’s a bit of a danger in getting hurt. When you let someone practice an arm-bar on you and they don’t know when to stop– well you could have your elbow dislocated.

And the ookies are ideally the fighters with the most experience. They have the most potential to moderate the training and keep everything safe.

The ookey is the mentors by being a servant and and making himself vulnerable to injury.

It makes me think of the hymn in Phillipians 2 about Jesus’ humbling himself, making himself a man, so he could serve and teach others.

Thanks Jesus, creator and ookey. I don’t think I’ve ever called you that. I mean it reverently.. also it sounds weird when I say it out loud.

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