Posts by John Wells51

To be fair, there is a thread right under the Kimbo post discussing street fighting. I might have gone a bit overboard regarding the use of blunt objects and such, but in a raw, backyard brawl, all bets are off—it isn't exactly a sanctioned sporting event, after all.

And what exactly is "street fighting" in a recreational sense? If you translate it into plain American English, it’s just a street brawl. What do you think that actually looks like? There isn't some referee coming to break things up when one guy is pinned to the pavement; it's more like a chaotic mess until someone finally settles the score on the sidewalk.

As for you, I can't imagine you participating in anything "recreational"...

So, what would be your preference? A full-on scrap, or something more technical like grappling or throwing moves?

I have absolutely zero experience in street fighting (thank God) and I certainly wouldn't want any.
Paaa, you see, the fundamental rule is simply to incapacitate your opponent—that is, the side actively opposing you—using whatever method you execute most effectively. For instance, an iron rebar, a Dragon-style strike with a baseball bat, using a boxer's glove or some other blunt object to crack a skull (preferably something characterized by high hardness, low plasticity, significant weight, and even greater compactness).
In a street fight, sheer mass is a helpful asset, but if you truly master the NDS technique, which has been perfected for ages in the Far East, you will be absolutely peerless.

So, listen up kids: street fighting is a terrible business. If some guy comes flying at you shouting, "What are you looking at?" your best bet is to deploy the NDS technique; if there is no way out, then resort to one of the aforementioned options.

[this post is garbage, isn't it?😁 ]

P.S. that friend of yours seems pretty intense; does she do street fighting or something?🤣 🤣 🙏 🙏

Oh, goodness me!🤣 🤣 😎 . Just how long has this been going on?

mellowsailor14 said:About ten days ago, I had my high school graduation. Around 1:00 AM, two of my buddies called me up and said, "Man, they're messing with Ness (who is my best friend in class), come join us." I’d had maybe five beers, so I was feeling a bit buzzed🙂 (I'm not much of a drinker), and I headed out in front of the hotel. There were three guys there (it wasn't even their graduation party🙄), and they were getting into a heated argument with my friends. My crew ended up being pretty intimidated, and I just stood there listening to some kid born in '91, a guy from '90, and someone my own age ('88) hurling threats at them.
I couldn't help myself; I have a naturally short fuse. This kid from '91 started yelling at me—something along the lines of "Stay out of this, man!"—and I just snapped. He was sitting in a chair and started lunging toward me, so I hit him with a front kick that sent him right back into the seat.
To avoid looking like some bully who just attacks kids, I immediately turned to the oldest one and asked if we should take this to the park to settle things—I didn't want to beat the kid right there on the sidewalk because a traffic cop happened to be passing by. He didn't say a word; instead, he swung a clumsy, unrefined punch straight at my head. From that moment on, everything became muscle memory.
I dodged the punch, grabbed his arm, and executed a kata guruma throw. After the throw, I was positioned over him—he was on his back, obviously—and I began raining punches down on his head. Following that, I grabbed his arm and applied a juji gatame.
The officer had been standing there like a statue, and only then did he move to break us up. At that exact second, I was actually pulling on his arm to break it, but at the last possible moment, I remembered that I couldn't afford a criminal record if I wanted to get into my target university (an academy run by the Department of Justice)
Eventually, they separated us. He could barely move his arm (though it wasn't broken). A "specialist" showed up, and I ended up facing a fine, which I calculate to be roughly $533. Even though it was clearly self-defense, the idiots at the police station told me that once public order is disturbed, it doesn't matter who the aggressor is.
I am quite calm about the whole thing.

What do you train in? Personally, I think you handled it quite intelligently, especially given the circumstances. 👍