The human being has always pushed the envelope into and beyond the realms of danger. This is the second of three consecutive Sunday postings displaying how restless Man is with the mundane and how he purposely crosses the threshold into danger willingly — and sometimes unwillingly.
Depicted here is an all-out, eye-opening view of street fighting. This is one highly dangerous man. Someone as accomplished and straightforward as this, you’d not see him coming, be able to control or defeat him.
BZ
There was a point when my whole life revolved around the study and practice of martial arts.
bz,
I think you might find interest in visiting my primary teacher’s site. He isn’t your typical martial artist. Click on the various pages. He’s very articulate. Also the finest, most well-researched martial artist I’ve ever met; and I’ve met a lot of them, including those involved in MMA and NHB competitions (still sport with rules and fabricated environment and set time and date to peak physically and mentally).
Some of the best sparring experiences were those that involved psychological training…we’d shout verbal abuse which would escalate into shoving until finally someone threw the first punch…multiple opponents, foreign objects…sucker punches…
I think we also trained smart.
Some places I’ve gone to, students simply wouldn’t understand the concept of knife-sparring, where you don’t stand toe-to-toe and exchange blow for blow.
Sometimes, the person who scored the first jab, in reality, might have just won the fight, even though the rest of the round, the bigger, more well-conditioned beast ended up pummeling the smaller, more frail 60 year old. Why? Because that jab with the glove on could have been a finger jab straight to the eye with the glove off.
Eye-gouging, sinking your teeth in and ripping someone’s throat out…that was part of the training. And we brought as much psychological and emotional realism to the practice, as we could, to enhance the physical.
My other teacher was Dan Inosanto. Learned from a lot of other folk at his Academy.
This guy reminds me of an old friend – we called him Chief.
You just didn’t get on the wrong side of Chief.
Word: I never really did get into the martial arts. I only got as far as Koga in the academy. And I’ve, at my advanced age, pretty much forgotten the bulk of stuff Bob Koga taught me.
But THIS guy is a very dangerous guy and he realizes one very important thing: use knowledge, skill, overwhelming force and surprise as rapidly as possible. Whomever gets as violent as possible as quickly as possible wins, period. Whether you’re armed with a handgun or not, if you’re surprised and you’re down, you’re out.
Cary: I think we pretty much all know a guy similar to Bas Rutten, perhaps not as well trained but certainly as motivated — thought that motivation could frequently be plied with alcohol and have a deleterious effect.
BZ
I almost didn’t watch this, but it was very interesting. Should I ever need it, being that I weigh 107 and stand just at 5’2-1/2, I would have to focus on the groin, the eyes and (so I’m told), the instep.
Terrifying to think of being in a position where someone comes after you physically.