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Eight Samoans and a day in the park...
Hi all...
As I told Burton, I had to close my Gym due to high overhead and I was losing my butt! So in the meantime as I look for a new place, me and a few of my dedicated students are training in the park!
Well, it's been interesting, from the HOT sun (it's been in the high 80's to low 90's and HUMID!) to the fun of groundfighting in the dirt with big twigs and rocks and grass, un-even ground etc... Man I miss my mat!
Well, by far, the most interesting thing to happen was last night.
I was approached by a BIG Samoan holding a Budwieser he also was obviously high as well (pot). He was nice enough, but very agressive and their was a sense of "testing" going on. Long story short, he seen us working corner drills and started talking boxing with me while throwing combo's at me in a "playful" manner, he asked if I had heard the music he was playing and pointed toward his truck where 7 other big and lean Samoans were drinking and openly smoking herb.
He said, thats David Tua! I said oh really... Cool... Trying to get back to training, he then pointed to a guy and said, see him? He is REALLY good man! FAST!!! He could knock you out in two seconds, he's the real thing Brother! (as an aside, do all Samoans talk about God allot? Because these guys did ALLOT as well as called me Brother ALLOT and loved to shake hands and hug! LOL!)
Anyway, it ends up with his friends coming over and the guy who was spozed to be good coming over to me and playfully started to slap box with me, he was testing me I felt and there was a sense of danger in the air, they all looked like panthers waiting to pounce at the first sign of weakness.
Well, he got more and more agressive, so I started to make contact and gave him a few slaps,which at first seemed to excite him! LOL! He started to fake a tackle and get more unpredictable, so I landed harder and more often, then suddenly, he snapped up
and said, hey, your all right my brother!
Then asked what we did and we chatted a while and they took off.
All's well that ends well I guess
But I must admit, I was sure praying that they all didn't want to "play" I think, as did those students who were there, that if they sensed any weakness or fear, they would have had some fun with us...
In any event, sure made me glad that I train against agressive partnersand reminded my of what could happen, so, don't get lazy! It is like insurance ya know? Ya might hate paying out the money all the time when ya never use it, but man, when something happens, your sure glad it's there!
I have really hated training in this heat and dirt etc... I am getting tired of running, and lifting too, but last night woke me up and said Rick, keep paying on that insurance my friend, ya never know what tomorrow brings!
Should be a fun summer
-Rick
As I told Burton, I had to close my Gym due to high overhead and I was losing my butt! So in the meantime as I look for a new place, me and a few of my dedicated students are training in the park!
Well, it's been interesting, from the HOT sun (it's been in the high 80's to low 90's and HUMID!) to the fun of groundfighting in the dirt with big twigs and rocks and grass, un-even ground etc... Man I miss my mat!
Well, by far, the most interesting thing to happen was last night.
I was approached by a BIG Samoan holding a Budwieser he also was obviously high as well (pot). He was nice enough, but very agressive and their was a sense of "testing" going on. Long story short, he seen us working corner drills and started talking boxing with me while throwing combo's at me in a "playful" manner, he asked if I had heard the music he was playing and pointed toward his truck where 7 other big and lean Samoans were drinking and openly smoking herb.
He said, thats David Tua! I said oh really... Cool... Trying to get back to training, he then pointed to a guy and said, see him? He is REALLY good man! FAST!!! He could knock you out in two seconds, he's the real thing Brother! (as an aside, do all Samoans talk about God allot? Because these guys did ALLOT as well as called me Brother ALLOT and loved to shake hands and hug! LOL!)
Anyway, it ends up with his friends coming over and the guy who was spozed to be good coming over to me and playfully started to slap box with me, he was testing me I felt and there was a sense of danger in the air, they all looked like panthers waiting to pounce at the first sign of weakness.
Well, he got more and more agressive, so I started to make contact and gave him a few slaps,which at first seemed to excite him! LOL! He started to fake a tackle and get more unpredictable, so I landed harder and more often, then suddenly, he snapped up
and said, hey, your all right my brother!
Then asked what we did and we chatted a while and they took off.
All's well that ends well I guess
But I must admit, I was sure praying that they all didn't want to "play" I think, as did those students who were there, that if they sensed any weakness or fear, they would have had some fun with us...
In any event, sure made me glad that I train against agressive partnersand reminded my of what could happen, so, don't get lazy! It is like insurance ya know? Ya might hate paying out the money all the time when ya never use it, but man, when something happens, your sure glad it's there!
I have really hated training in this heat and dirt etc... I am getting tired of running, and lifting too, but last night woke me up and said Rick, keep paying on that insurance my friend, ya never know what tomorrow brings!
Should be a fun summer
-Rick
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