MMA,Mixed Martial Arts, Wrestling lets have your theory.

I think the boxers would do well against take downs form the shoot but not so much from the clinch.

A young Mike Tyson, the kid that moved, had beautiful footwork and never got hit would fare well.

I think most every boxer would get brutalized with leg kicks. Once that front leg is jacked up the MMA stuff rises to the top.

But it is a lot lile the dogs, the more tools you have and the better you are with them, the better off one will be.

The sport has seen more evolution in such a short time than maybe any sport ever.

And to the point most of the fights are now boring for me to watch. Back when Wandelei Silva was in his hey day and even toward the end, that was money well spent. Somebody was going to get KTFO. As the wrestlers inched up and brought the master weight cut things got boring. St. Pierre was one of my favorites til Serra knocked him out. From there he big dogged/smothered his way to wins. For me it was boring.

I like Khabib but he smothers/big dogs in a lot more aggressive nature so I can watch him.

Another analogy for me would be NASCAR. I use to love racing, as we raced dirt cars, and enjoyed going to the races, as well as camped in front of the TV with my Pops. There were differences in the cars, the drivers had personalities and were characters in and off the track. Now everything is cooking cutter. The cars are the same, the drivers would all fit in the same silhouette. Cookie cutter. Boring.

MMA is not there yet but it is leaning in that direction.

S

 

I took Karate for about 2 weeks as a 12 year old. After two weeks I could not jump up, spin around and kick some guy in the head. We were still stretching and doing jumping jacks. No patience. I bailed.

When my son started BJJ he was doing really well. He won his first tournament. His was the biggest kid in the group and muscled his way to whatever hold he wanted. His next tournament the same til the final and some kid waxed his ass. I thought he would quit but he beared down. We did the seminars. Drove to other schools and did mat time. he was doing really well.

At a baseball game his team got massacred by the cross town middle school. It was bad. Kids can be brutal and athletic team kids can be even worse. It was bad, and their parents were not stopping them but encouraging and some even participating. This one kid was coming from behind the dug out and really trashing my son while he was catching. I spoke to one of them and that kid's parent said maybe we needed to get better. I agreed but that was not the point.

After the game it got worse. In the exchanges my son left a $300 bat in the dug out, I said go get it. 2 minutes later I heard a roar, one parent yelled at me your son is fighting. I ran about 30 yards and when I got there this kid was screaming Holy Hell as he was in an arm bar. I yelled at him to let go and he didn't so I punched him in his thigh nearly as hard as I could. (I thought my wife was going to kill me). I grabbed him by the jersey and let him have it for thirty yards and just about tossed him in the truck.

Then told him "Screw'em, Hell of a job". Sometimes people get what they ask for.

Babbling. This being isolated shit is leaving me with some time to ponder.

S

 

BJ Penn was one of my favorites early on but seemed to live on talent alone. He looked on weight and in shape when he fought Sean Sherk. His stand up game was as good as anyone ever. It was brilliant. Then when he fought St. Pierre he looked like he had to eat to get to weight and simply got smothered. (and I think St. Pierre was a little 'slick' that night too).

I thought he needed a weight class around 162-165. He looked weaker at 155 and looked too big at 170.

I liked him a lot.

S

 

I am not sure words from another kid warrant a broken arm but he was really close. If my fat ass was a few seconds slower it would have been a different conversation/situation.

But I can see where it was asked for.

S

 

So true.

Then there is the separation between a trained/skilled/disciplined fighter compared to the tough guy down the road.

S