qui chu ji

Have you ever been in a fight? Do you know what it's like? I don't even think you belive what you are saying. If you do, there is something wrong with you.

Sorry I had to post twice, I just read some of the other crap you had written, and I'm boggles my mind.

Have you ever been in a fight Mr hein and I am not talking about one that a ref could stop at anytime. I am talking if you go to ground the other guys mates will do a 100 step kata on your head and face. No thought not. As for accounting for myself I should not have too. But since you ask I have not had a fight for 2 years. I used to live in toxteth famous for its race riots a couple of years ago and had to account for myself on a number of occasions. If you want a comparitive. It is like you living in the slums of rio or bangkok. To be honest you are not qualified to talk to me about real fighting.

"mitts." That's cute.

aside from the part where you 'attack the groin' I don't believe a word you've typed.

qui chu ji,

I agree that no method of training (sparring or otherwise) is completely efficient at preparing a practitioner for all the possible variables of a real fight. But from my experience, contact training in various combat "sports" martial arts are by far the best preparation a student will get.

As Chris pointed out above, we saw in the early UFCs and other MMA events, events that originally had only two basic rules prohibiting biting and eye gouging, that "traditional" stylist always lost against combat sports fighters (and it is hard for me to believe that with the zillions of techniques in traditional martial arts, the retrictions on biting and eye gouging made the difference).

I also agree that MMA and sports combat training needs to be rounded out with scenario based training and modern weapons training, but the non-cooperative contact sparring aspects of combat sports training will be the most important element in acquiring real fighting ability.

By the way, where is Toxteth?

Well I've been in a few fights myself, mostly with rednecks, and farm boys, so prolly not the caliber of fighting you are used to on your homeworld of Toxteth. This fighting is what spurred me on to train in the martial arts. I figured that there must be a better way of going about it. So I trained in traditional martial arts for quite awhile, on and off, then finally settled down and got serious about one. After completing several years of traditional training, and achieving a black belt, I knew that there was something wrong with it. Cause when I got in a fight I went back to using the skills I had developed as a kid; Wrestling, and pounding. While I had learned lots of neat stuff, it never seemed to work as prescribed.

Now I train in martial art with a more realistic approach. It's almost like science. We actually resist each other, and see what happens, much like people do in real life. It might sound crazy because we are actually doing something that resembles fighting, but I think it works. I am 100% positive that I would now be capable of beating the snot out of myself a year and a half ago. This is the largest leap of ability I have ever felt from training.

As for my qualifications as a fighter, I would like to invite you to come and find out for yourself. Send me an e-mail and we can arrange a time for us to "visit".

-Chris
P.S. If there are no starships making trips from Toxteth any time soon, I'll help you make other arangements.

The man being ridiculed on this site is referring to the race riots of Brixton and Toxteth, inner city areas of Liverpool South London (correct me if I am wrong qui). Gangs of hooligans (much like the violent soccer fans you see on television) created quite a ruckus during that time. The gangs were probably called Mods or Skinheads (no, not the skinheads as we know them in the U. S.--they are not necessarily racist and in fact many of them were black or whatever other race). You can read about these kind of hooligans in a book written by a Mr. Bill Buford called "Among the Thugs." You can imagine what that may have been like during an era of economic depression. I have no reason to doubt qui's experience. I hope the philanthropist who wants to arrange a vacation for qui has some money to pay for a plane ticket.

Hey how about sponsoring me to go to Toxteth. I'll fight this guy in his home turf.

Tim
Would you consider the Xingyi training you did for your full contact fights in Taiwan as TMA or Combat sports. Just not sure about the distinction your making.

Garrett.

Garrett,
Both. I would consider the Xingyiquan training (as a whole) as TMA, but since it is a TMA that is designed for real fighting, we really fought. The live sparring practice (which should be a part of realistic TMA training) also gave us the skills necessary to test ourselves in combat sports competition, so it is combat sport as well.

One of the unique aspects of real TMA is that the training includes techniques and strategies that should work in any realistic venue, including sports competition. Other examples of TMA that are also practiced as combat sports are Shuai Jiao (Chinese Wrestling), Judo, Thai Boxing and Taijiquan.

In my examples above, I'm using TMA in reference to the arts that include little or no non-cooperative sparring practices against resistant partners (arts generally included in the "too deadly to practice" category) as compared to arts that include these practice (the example was MMA, a combat sport).

Hey, I'll drop acid and attack you guys. I haven't dropped acid in like 10 years and I'm do for a mental makeover. When and where?

Will- that doesn't count because you're a well-trained fighter.

This Willard Ford sounds like a punk. I want you to be the first victim of my dreaded heart stopping palm strike. I don't care how drugged up you are. When you heart stops everything stops.

Here's an idea. We put Willard into a cage and give him a cigarette soaked in embalming fluid and laced with phencyclidine. He smokes up. We then insert Shane, who is probably also an acclaimed "well-trained" fighter into the cage. Then we watch the show. Now that's an experiment.

I've never claimed to be a well-trained fighter.

I do know how to read though.

I could probably whup a doped-up Willard, though.

No, not "claimed," but "acclaimed."
I'm happy that you are literate.
You may very well "whup" Willard in a drug induced state. But remember, how people react to drugs can be very unpredictable. Our civil servants like the police do not have difficulty handling individuals who are under the influence of such drugs as wet or angel dust because they are untrained, inexperienced, or neccessarily outmuscled. They have difficulty with them because they are in a disassociative state, usually combined with anger, confusion, and agitation. We must make it a point to educate those in need.

Someone should invent a web shooter like Spiderman. We could just web these bad guys. What kind of name is Willard? Sounds like a rat's name. I wish I had a web blaster right now. I'd web Willard just for having a name like that.

There's just not enough info on fights with drugged people.

Sometimes it depends on the drug. My friend's uncle went to prison for 3 years for gettin high and hospitalizing six cops using everything but guns. The only reason it ended is because his buddy convinced him if he didn't stop he would get shot or spend longer in jail the more it went on, so, he just waited for more cops to arrive so he could give up.

One of my teachers who grew up on an indian reservation learned real quick how tough some drunk indians are. Depending on their attacker they will let you beat them to a pulp, you gassout, then they get up and beat you to a pulp.

Another time off the reservation on a hot summer night when everyone wore shorts and tshirts at a bar where he wouldn't be ganged up on he got pushed into a fight, went outside confident, the indian leaned back against the hood of a car off balance and drunk. The moment my teacher went for him he broke off the antenae and in about 1-2 seconds he was wipped 3-4 times. He wasn't drunk at all. It stung so bad he couldn't fight, and ugly enough he was whipped further live a punished slave and thought it would never end.

Another friend who loves wing chun but fears knives because of where he lives wears a leather jacket with modified aluminum half-pipes in the forearms...

Mind frame and environment are key to success. You never know what the other guy is fighting for, what's on his mind, in his bloodstream, and where he's been in life. The rabbit runs for his life and the fox runs for dinner...

These realities (and tricks) are real life, they aren't learned in a MMA tournament. You never know what's gonna happen, and unless you play in that element you never will.

If I were anyone of those guys I would move. They live in bad places.

rumbrae,

if your teacher 'went for a guy who was off balance and drunk leaning against a car'...he deserved the lashing he got. what a puss.

Roberto Numero Dos.
(I've never killed a Vitmanese without good reason.)

Bob#2,

For a seasoned MA thanks for demonstrating exactly my point.

You don't know the whole story, didn't ask, made an assumption, and acted out of element... THWACK!

Chris,

I agree completely, but sometimes where people come from they can't climb out of the box. I'm sure slaves all throughout history wanted to move to greener pastures too.