Leg kick experiences

[wim]

Hi everybody,

I'm pretty new to this board (after a long hiatus) and haven't posted a lot. I hope that won't be held against me when I ask for some help. :-)

I'm working on an E-book on the leg kick (shin kick, low roundhouse, whatever you want to call it) and am looking for some stories to illustrate the writing. I'm looking for the good, bad and ugly experiences with that kick; the times it worked like a charm and those instances when it didn't. Especially stories concerning its use in a self defense situation would be helpful. But stories from training or actual cage fights are just as welcome. Whatever you want to share is great.

If you want to stay anonymous, I won't mention your name if I use the story. If you're OK with having your name used, I would put it in the acknowledgments section.


Thanks!

Wim

[JadeDragon]

I was at a party one time and there was this guy who had been drinking alot and was trying to start fights with people, just being a jerk. He came up to me running his mouth and then he pushed me. I didn't want to hit him in the face because I didn't want to leave any marks if he were to call the police so I did a thai roundhouse kick to the back of his thigh. My shin connected good right on that muscle. His leg buckle from under him and he dropped to one knee and I just walked away.

[jubaji]

He came up to me running his mouth (like jubaji does)

Aw, did you miss me, Jethro? If you need more attention just say so.

[wim]

I was at a party one time and there was this guy who had been drinking alot and was trying to start fights with people, just being a jerk. He came up to me running his mouth and then he pushed me. I didn't want to hit him in the face because I didn't want to leave any marks if he were to call the police so I did a thai roundhouse kick to the back of his thigh. My shin connected good right on that muscle. His leg buckle from under him and he dropped to one knee and I just walked away.

Cool, thanks! That's a great example.
If you'd like your name included, could you PM it to me?


Wim

[pstevens]

Here's a leg kick story:

My first MMA fight was at a bar that had a ring. Basically, anyone could fight provided they sign a waiver. At the time, I had training in MT, but no grappling or MMA; but wanted to see how well I could handle myself, so I signed up to fight.

Ironically, I was matched up against a grappler. I knew this because the guy didn't really engage, but kept trying to go for double-legs.

The first round I landed my leg kick repeated. I set it up with a simple 1,2 and low roundhouse combo. In fact, the guy fell down a few times when I "submarined" him as he tried to check my kicks.

I tried the same strategy the second round, but the guy caught my leg and took me down. He landed in in side control and quickly used a knee-slide to get to mount. I tried to push him off myself, and got armbarred... Fight over!

The thing is that the guy couldn't even stand for the referee to raise his hand. Later, as I was at the bar he came over and told me how painful his leg felt and that he thought about quitting after the first round. I glanced at his left leg and it was completely black and blue!

But the moral of this story is that it only takes one mistake to lose a fight, so train hard and train smart.

[wim]

Here's a leg kick story:

My first MMA fight was at a bar that had a ring. Basically, anyone could fight provided they sign a waiver. At the time, I had training in MT, but no grappling or MMA; but wanted to see how well I could handle myself, so I signed up to fight.

Ironically, I was matched up against a grappler. I knew this because the guy didn't really engage, but kept trying to go for double-legs.

The first round I landed my leg kick repeated. I set it up with a simple 1,2 and low roundhouse combo. In fact, the guy fell down a few times when I "submarined" him as he tried to check my kicks.

I tried the same strategy the second round, but the guy caught my leg and took me down. He landed in in side control and quickly used a knee-slide to get to mount. I tried to push him off myself, and got armbarred... Fight over!

The thing is that the guy couldn't even stand for the referee to raise his hand. Later, as I was at the bar he came over and told me how painful his leg felt and that he thought about quitting after the first round. I glanced at his left leg and it was completely black and blue!

But the moral of this story is that it only takes one mistake to lose a fight, so train hard and train smart.

Great story! Thanks for sharing. It reminds me of a Peter Aerts fight a couple of years ago. Peter was up against a German fighter. Can't remember his name. Anyway, Aerts landed one leg kick after the other and the guy just kept going. Every time that shin smashed into his leg, I thought he'd go down because it's not as if Aerts deals out love taps. But no, it went the distance, IIRC.

Thanks again,

Wim

[jonbey]

I have a slightly different story. I had only been doing martial arts ofr about a year, so was still not confident at all with it. Anyhow, while walking home from a bar (I was very very drunk) some young lad told me to give him his wallet. I naturally refused, and he started saying if I did not, his mate who was over on the other side of the road, behind me, would come over too. Now, although I was pretty drunk, I was quite aware that a) I was unable to defend myself if I had to, and b) if I turned to see where his mate was, I'd probably get hit. So in my drunken stupor, I just stared at this chap (hoping the mate over the road really was a bluff). Well, he decided to try to kick me (I think). He did a crescent kick that whirled past my nose like a flash, but did not make contact. I remember thinking, blimey that was close, but I just continued to stare back (almost too drunk to move). He backed off and I walked away. He must have mistaken my inability to move to be total fearlessness.

So, the story is probably of no use to your book, but your question just happened to have brought back a funny memory. So I thank you for that. If yo need dates, I would say it was 1993, in Coventry, UK, near the Cathedral, late at night (after the clubs closed).

[wim]

I have a slightly different story. I had only been doing martial arts ofr about a year, so was still not confident at all with it. Anyhow, while walking home from a bar (I was very very drunk) some young lad told me to give him his wallet. I naturally refused, and he started saying if I did not, his mate who was over on the other side of the road, behind me, would come over too. Now, although I was pretty drunk, I was quite aware that a) I was unable to defend myself if I had to, and b) if I turned to see where his mate was, I'd probably get hit. So in my drunken stupor, I just stared at this chap (hoping the mate over the road really was a bluff). Well, he decided to try to kick me (I think). He did a crescent kick that whirled past my nose like a flash, but did not make contact. I remember thinking, blimey that was close, but I just continued to stare back (almost too drunk to move). He backed off and I walked away. He must have mistaken my inability to move to be total fearlessness.

So, the story is probably of no use to your book, but your question just happened to have brought back a funny memory. So I thank you for that. If yo need dates, I would say it was 1993, in Coventry, UK, near the Cathedral, late at night (after the clubs closed).

No worries, thanks for the trip down memory lane. Glad to hear the crescent kick didn't land. :-)

Wim