I’d have to say one of the best was when I was boxing my brother in law. He’s fairly new so I went through the basic rules of boxing with him, no hitting below the belt, blah bla blah. When we started sparring I let him get some confidence-just moving around his blows, not pressing him too hard etc. I noticed he had a tendency to clinch, anf a real thing for protecting his face. So I decided to have some fun.
The next time we clinched I started throwing little uppercuts to his face to keep his guard up. Then I wound up a huge upper and sent it flying at his guard. Instead of tucking the guard tighter he did what I expected he would do & tried to intercept the upper by dropping his fists down. As soon as my glove made contact with his I shifted the angle and shifted my body around behind him. I latched on to his neck (I don’t know the name of the technique-it’s the choke where you have his throat in the crook of your elbow & your choking arm grips the biceps of the other arm which is holding his head) and jam kicked his knee out from behind, causing him to fall into the choke.
I didn’t choke him out, but God it was funny as he came to his feet and began discussing with me the finer points of the rules of boxing…
“Forfeit the game
Before somebody else takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can’t run the race
The pace is too fast,
You just won’t last!”
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All i wanted was some RICE CAKES! Now? WE MUST BATTLE.
Does challenging my teacher and understanding he had more skill, but i had size count, mind you i realised my error as my back echoed accross the lobby and knocked some yoga chicks out of there meditation
“Alright you primative screw heads listen up, see this, this is my BOOM STICK! 12 gauge double barrel Rimington, S-Marts top of the line. You can find this in a sporting goods department. Thats right, this sweet baby was made in Grand Rapids Michigan. Retails about, 109.95, its got a walnut stock, kolbolt blue steal, and a hair trigger. Thats right, shop smart, shop S-Mart, YOU GOT THAT?!? Now I swear, the next one of you primates, even touches me…” - Bruce Campbell, Army of Darkness.
I actidentally grabbed my opponent and threw him over me and onto his butt (we were just doing kicking and punching and I actidentally flinched and that was how I reacted).
I saw one guy go into the wall after getting kicked in the chest. He broke the wall, but did not go through it completely.
It was either the time I got lifted up and thrown across the floor by a spinning back kick to my face or the time I did a jump spinning heel kick that “airballed” and I tore up my ankle on the landing. Both of those were back in my TKD days, though (shudder).
10 years back when i was taking tae kwon do, i was sparring this older cat (i was 15 then and he must have been in his late 20’s). i thought i was all good and nice and whatnot, dancing around him, throwing fakes to make him flinch, etc. the usual ego-trippin. so i finally decide to come in with a jab to the grill when BAAM!, he puts a sidekick through my side like what. i hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, suckin wind like a vacuum, tears coming out of my eyes. he’s just standin there the whole time. i felt like such an ass. i could never really look him in the eyes after that, but i’ve never slept on anyone when sparring since then.
‘either you like reincarnation or the smell of carnations’
We where a bunch of guys 10 years ago who went a lot of boxing matches. We always tried to fool each other. There was one guy who was new and it was his first match. We fooled him to step up to the ref when he entered the ring and show him all the basic punches like jabs, hooks, uppercuts and to show him some nice combinations. The ref, the opponent, the people watching wondered what the hell he was doing. We (the other guys) laughed our pants of and strangely, he later forgave us but it took him a couple of years. Thinking of him and his first match still makes me spontanously laugh out loud.
One time a friend of mine forgot his cup and it looked funny when the ref pawed him and realised it was not there. The reaction of my friend was priceless…
I Sparred with a buddy from USSD and whooped his ass. It was funny I had him in a corner taking punishment for the first two rounds. I could have KOed him in the third with a spinning hook kick to his head but he is my buddy so I just dazed him and worked him lightly back in to his corner.
It’s funny to me how contact changes how you look at fighting.
I am laughing my a** off. I can just get a mental picture. All I have to say is: you bastards. I almost feel sorry for the poor fella. I so wish you had an mpeg of it.
“Forfeit the game
Before somebody else takes you out of the frame
And puts your name to shame
Cover up your face
You can’t run the race
The pace is too fast,
You just won’t last!”
when i was a wee neptune, about 6ish, i was in shotokan karate. in order to achieve yellow belt, we had to spar with the instructor. being a childrens class, he obviously took it very very easy on us.
after some kicks towards me [no where near contact], the sensei threw a biiiig right leg roundhouse kick over my head and stepped across with his right leg.
his back was to me and i saw my chance.
WHAP!
i kicked him square in the arse as hard as i could.
sparring had to be stopped because the sensei [as well as the parents present] were laughing too hard.
I was sparring once, really hard, and the guy whacked me with a wicked back kick in the gut that made me get all red in the face.
So I launched my deadly heel kick to the upper part of his sternum and BAM, I was leaning forward and cracked myself in the nose with my knee, bloodying myself and knocking myself down.
sparred a guy with this weird sort of point fighting guard (one arm horizontal across his abdomen and the other vertical in front of his face). i sidekicked his guard and he stuck his own thumb in his eye. he was okay, but that was pretty much the match.
also, once i was boxing with a couple of friends in the one guy’s basement. the newly finished basement with the nice new paneling. i got frustrated (wasn’t much of a boxer), rolled in, popped up, and the guy jumped backward away from me and right through the nice new paneling.
it wasn’t funny then. not even remotely. but it’s funny now. to me, at any rate.
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