Saturday I went 0-2 at NAGA Northeast. I am way way disappointed in myself because i know im better then that. But I still count this as a victory. It was my first time competing in a grappling event. I showed up which is better then half the world who are all glued to their couches.
My first match was better then my last. It was a NOGI match. At 30 seconds it was tied 6-6. I had him in half guard. I had lock down and was working towards an electric chair. I started to reach under as his popped his leg out and got mount(2 points). He immediately went for an arm bar. I quickly got to my knees and cradled his leg and started to move towards side mount. The buzzer went off before i got their though so i lost on points 8-6.
My second match was gi and i got completely worked. I let him push me back right away. He shot and got a leg and dumped me. I was so surprised to be on my back suddenly to took me a bit to collect myself but by then he was working a choke. I went completely defensive. I started to try and work my way into a sweep or back into guard. But he grabbed an arm and went for the armbar. I defended briefly but once he fell back it was over. I lost my head and was overwhelmed. Like i said it was a big disappointment. I know i could do better.
Anyways here is the video. Over all i count this as a victory because I am training and i competed which was a big goal of mine. Im the guy gets his ass whooped and taps btw.
So after that we decide to meet up with a couple friends at East Side pockets for the best wraps on earth. I make it there just after my friends do. I wait about ten minutes and still my girlfriend does not show up despite her leaving first and using the GPS. So i walk out to the street and call her. She is lost in town somewhere(somehow?!?!). I tell her to use the gps to drive back to East Side Pockets and once she does she need to turn down one of the side streets and park there. Fifteen minutes go by. I tell my friends that i guess Ill see them later and I leave the store to call her and find out where she is. They leave and head on home. Outside i call her again and she says she parked and is "like 6 minutes away". So i side outside the place and watch a 1000 people walk by but no girlfriend. Another 15minutes go by so i call her again. She is lost. From when she parked she got lost walking to the place. So ask her where she is. She says she doesnt know about 400 times. I ask her what street she was on. Her response would have made you think she was just punched in the baby maker while watching her dog get kicked. She doesnt know but she says she parked on hope street.(this was said with much cussing and anger. apparently i did something wrong) I tell her to just go back to the car and Ill come find her. She tell me no and that i should just wait here with my friends and she will find us. I tell her they already left so ill come find her and we can eat. She yells, "well fine! Ill just see you at home!" and promptly hangs up the phone. Now im pissed but i refuse to leave without my delicious food of the gods who dont exist. So i order my food to go and walk back to my car. When i get there i decide to look past her being angry. I called her to ask if she wanted to meet me somewhere else to eat even though i have my god food in the seat next to me. She answers the phone and yells "what" at me in the same voice you use on a child who said "daddy daddy" over and over and over. I tell her im sorry i called and hang up on her. The drive home my losses set in on me more then that did initially. I mind fly back and for over things i could have done right and how mad i am at my GF for treating my like a kid on same day i got my ass kicked twice all because she got lost and flustered. Needless to say by the time i finish the hour long drive and get back home im pissed off and moderately depressed. I find the bottom of three beers before she wanders home at around 830pm. She says nothing. I say nothing back. Now i really feel like a kid. She goes to bed at about 10 and i dont make it there till one or two. I dont have any more to drink partly because i expected her to talk and i wanted to remain sober and partly because my elbow and neck hurt like hell and i want to eat a bottle of motrin. Morning comes and i here her get up and get ready for work. And hour later she leaves. Again nether one of us says a word. The days goes by and nothing eventful happens. she comes home around four.Finally she starts talking. But she talks as if nothing happened. not word about it. She just pretends nothing happened. By then my mental state is good. Im ready to get back in the gym and train. I had a nice relaxing day. I dont want to fight right now because i like where my head is at the moment. And thats where we are now. We had dinner. Normal dinner talk. She just ran of to the store for some lunch food for the week. And im up here typing this and waiting for the laundry to get done. Oddly enough as i typed that my timer went off so i guess ill stop blabbering and get on with it.
"So it goes."
-roguemind
My first match was better then my last. It was a NOGI match. At 30 seconds it was tied 6-6. I had him in half guard. I had lock down and was working towards an electric chair. I started to reach under as his popped his leg out and got mount(2 points). He immediately went for an arm bar. I quickly got to my knees and cradled his leg and started to move towards side mount. The buzzer went off before i got their though so i lost on points 8-6.
My second match was gi and i got completely worked. I let him push me back right away. He shot and got a leg and dumped me. I was so surprised to be on my back suddenly to took me a bit to collect myself but by then he was working a choke. I went completely defensive. I started to try and work my way into a sweep or back into guard. But he grabbed an arm and went for the armbar. I defended briefly but once he fell back it was over. I lost my head and was overwhelmed. Like i said it was a big disappointment. I know i could do better.
Anyways here is the video. Over all i count this as a victory because I am training and i competed which was a big goal of mine. Im the guy gets his ass whooped and taps btw.
So after that we decide to meet up with a couple friends at East Side pockets for the best wraps on earth. I make it there just after my friends do. I wait about ten minutes and still my girlfriend does not show up despite her leaving first and using the GPS. So i walk out to the street and call her. She is lost in town somewhere(somehow?!?!). I tell her to use the gps to drive back to East Side Pockets and once she does she need to turn down one of the side streets and park there. Fifteen minutes go by. I tell my friends that i guess Ill see them later and I leave the store to call her and find out where she is. They leave and head on home. Outside i call her again and she says she parked and is "like 6 minutes away". So i side outside the place and watch a 1000 people walk by but no girlfriend. Another 15minutes go by so i call her again. She is lost. From when she parked she got lost walking to the place. So ask her where she is. She says she doesnt know about 400 times. I ask her what street she was on. Her response would have made you think she was just punched in the baby maker while watching her dog get kicked. She doesnt know but she says she parked on hope street.(this was said with much cussing and anger. apparently i did something wrong) I tell her to just go back to the car and Ill come find her. She tell me no and that i should just wait here with my friends and she will find us. I tell her they already left so ill come find her and we can eat. She yells, "well fine! Ill just see you at home!" and promptly hangs up the phone. Now im pissed but i refuse to leave without my delicious food of the gods who dont exist. So i order my food to go and walk back to my car. When i get there i decide to look past her being angry. I called her to ask if she wanted to meet me somewhere else to eat even though i have my god food in the seat next to me. She answers the phone and yells "what" at me in the same voice you use on a child who said "daddy daddy" over and over and over. I tell her im sorry i called and hang up on her. The drive home my losses set in on me more then that did initially. I mind fly back and for over things i could have done right and how mad i am at my GF for treating my like a kid on same day i got my ass kicked twice all because she got lost and flustered. Needless to say by the time i finish the hour long drive and get back home im pissed off and moderately depressed. I find the bottom of three beers before she wanders home at around 830pm. She says nothing. I say nothing back. Now i really feel like a kid. She goes to bed at about 10 and i dont make it there till one or two. I dont have any more to drink partly because i expected her to talk and i wanted to remain sober and partly because my elbow and neck hurt like hell and i want to eat a bottle of motrin. Morning comes and i here her get up and get ready for work. And hour later she leaves. Again nether one of us says a word. The days goes by and nothing eventful happens. she comes home around four.Finally she starts talking. But she talks as if nothing happened. not word about it. She just pretends nothing happened. By then my mental state is good. Im ready to get back in the gym and train. I had a nice relaxing day. I dont want to fight right now because i like where my head is at the moment. And thats where we are now. We had dinner. Normal dinner talk. She just ran of to the store for some lunch food for the week. And im up here typing this and waiting for the laundry to get done. Oddly enough as i typed that my timer went off so i guess ill stop blabbering and get on with it.
"So it goes."
-roguemind