So people are saying that the way rock and metal bands were slighted at the 2017 Grammys is a signal that rock and metal are dead? Unless you've lived in a cave or are simply not a metal fan, you already know. So I feel no need to re-iterate the happenings, but for what its worth here are my thoughts on the subject.
No self respecting OMP wants to admit the girl pictured above could kick your ass, but if you're an out of shape middle age couch potato lets get this clear right now. Ronda Rousey could still kick your ass.
That's right. Just because Amanda Nunes proved she's tougher, doesn't negate the fact that Rousey could annihilate and embarrass your flabby butt.
If you're offended thats ok. But read on and let me explain. First, if you've never stepped in the ring in your entire life then you simply have no right to trash talk.
You can however use her example to hone your instincts. There are some important lessons to be learned when watching such a promising career unravel so quickly.
Lesson #1 - stick with what got you paid in the first place.
This rule could also be titled, "if it ain't broke don't fix it." In her early matches in the UFC, Ronda Rousey was hip tossing people and submitting them in arm bars at the speed of light.
Anyone who can end matches in 14seconds deserves some respect. Sure, she lost her last match in 48 seconds but Rousey wasn't exactly fighting the average woman. Amanda Nunes deserves respect too.
In 2007 Rousey won a bronze medal in Olympic Judo. If there is anyone out there who thinks this is no big deal since it was "only" bronze, think again.
If you've never done Judo then I have no way to explain to you just how tough you would have to be to even rise to the level of representing your country at the Olympics in a sport like Judo. And then to place 3rd in the world at that moment, truly an awesome accomplishment.
Here is my point; after all this she decides to employ a totally different strategy and stand up and trade punches and kicks with an incredibly accomplished kick boxer in Holly Holm.
Wait, what? ...Why?!?!? ....Miss Rousey please, stick with what got you paid in the first place.
It has always been my belief that the blame for this fatal decision lies squarely on the shoulders of none other than UFC president, Dana White.
I believe he got in her ear about being a one trick pony and told her she needed to do something different so fans don't get bored of her. Of course we all know the reason he would do this is because he was worried that if fans got bored, the money she was raking in for the company would stop.
She was his gravy train at that moment and he sacrificed her career in an attempt to keep it coming in. Tsk tsk Dana. Tsk tsk.
Lesson #2 - Be careful who you surround yourself with.
Ronda Rousey's boxing coach, Edmond Tarverdyan has to get some blame here. He has coached her long enough that she should not have been standing and working the way she was in this last match against Amanda Nunes.
As a friend of mine who is a kickboxing coach in Winnipeg Manitoba so simply put it on his feed, "Her footing, her shoulders, her chin...everything was out of place!"
He's right. I've watched this match over and over, and over. I'd been trying to figure out what was going on and the only conclusion I could come to was she had a horrible striking coach.
He had two responsibilities. The first one was to make her a competent striker. This may take two people, he has to be able to coach and she has to be coachable.
I know first hand, coming from a Judo background my striking kinda sucks. Hey, I'm working on it. And I feel it's safe to say Rousey suffers the same problem.
His second responsibility to her was even more important. It would take honesty, and the willingness to ignore his own agenda. His second responsibility was to simply admit to her, "Hey miss Ronda Rousey, you are not there yet."
That's right, he should have looked her in the eye and told her straight up to stick with what got her paid in the first place!
But he didn't. He had to have known. I'd have to seriously wonder how he could work so long in the field and not know. But His motivation to encourage her was simple.
If Rousey fluked on a striking victory then he would get fame and fortune.
We need to be careful who we listen to, and always question their motives. Once again, someone who gambled with Rousey's career in order to make themselves some bankroll, and it most likely cost her that career. Hopefully it will cost his too, but only time will tell that for sure. Tsk Tsk Edmond. tsk tsk.
Now back to my first point. If you're a flabby arm chair warrior you have no right to laugh and cut her down at this point in her career. She could still kick your butt.
If there were no fans, no media, no Dana White, and no money on the line and you had to face Ronda Rousey in a back alley. Her natural insticts would kick in, and she would hip toss your butt into the concrete and break your arm in oh, about 14 seconds. Maybe less.
By the way if you're interested in changing your fate by getting in shape or getting involved in fighting sports, I highly recommend it for everyone. It doesn't have to be as competitive as you think it is.
And despite the tone of this article, it really isn't as angry as it seems. I've been in clubs and dojo's all over the world and one thing they all have in common is a sense of brotherhood, and respect for each other, no matter what level a person may be.
And testing yourself on the mats or in the ring is one sure way to not only grow and change physically, but as a person as well. You become less critcal of the world and learn not to critisize others for losing a match.
Because you will know just how much effort, determination, and sheer guts it took just to get to that match.
Karate....Its not just for kids folks!
The 11th of November approaches. To our American brethren, who celebrate Memorial Day; we celebrate a similar historical remembrance of those who’ve fallen in battle in the name of our respective countries.
In Canada, we celebrate Remembrance Day. A time held on the 11th day, of the 11th month, at the 11th hour, exactly the time and date which the armistice was signed concluding World War 1. A war which had been entitled “The Great One”, or ironically “The War To End All Wars”.
"If once you start down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny." - Yoda.
...Its true. Just ask those of us who did not choose the path. Those of us who were born along that path, discarded there, and left to rot. Just ask, me. I was born there.
Most people do not know. They cannot relate. They grew up in warm safe homes with safe and happy families. They did not grow up surrounded by home invasions, violent crime, rampant drug abuse, assault, rape, murder and death. I did. And I escaped.
But it is fleeting. The memories of my youth are forever etched in my brain. Tomorrow, harmless words and phrases said by others in otherwise meaningless conversations will cause flashes of images that cannot be unseen. Thoughts that cannot be unthought. Actions that cannot be undone....
But I will not take a bite out of anyone. Instead, I will return to the gym once again to literally, exercise those demons. You see, in the gym was where I spent my time in those dark days of my youth. Taking my frustrations out, using up my aggression. Now into my forties, I am still there. In the gym. Not much else makes sense to me in this world. But the weight room calms me, more than my living room, my bedroom, or any drink or drug I've been willing to try. When I am done in the weight room I am spent. All the anger and rage that was created in my earliest of memories are gone.
Tonight I am calm. I can look people in the eye and feel the same comfort around other human beings as they do. The same confidence. Inside I am not unlike the dog who grew up in a violent environment and has been beaten so many times that it is the only thing he knows. It shakes his confidence. It shapes his personality. It makes him bite.
once your soul is in pain, the only way to control the pain is to inflict it yourself. In the gym I control the pain. and I bring it, every time.
The Gym. My porgatory and my salvation are one and the same.
It doesn't matter where I go to catch them or talk about eating them, I
always have someone ask me with some wretched look on their face, "Are you
going to eat that?". Hell yes!
These little fish are an abundant food source in some lakes in and around
the northern hemisphere. They can be found in the Great Lakes and even in
some deeper, larger land locked lakes. Once the waters reach a certain
temperature, it triggers the reproductive instinct in them. The Smelt run
in the spring time as some other fish do, making their way from the open
waters to streams and tributaries to spawn. They can congregate in the
thousands just in one little school. Their average size ranging from 7-10
inches in length. They are forage for salmon, trout, walleye, northern pike
and many other species of fish, oh, and me.
'Smelting' as it has been referred to, has been a spring past time for
outdoorsmen for generations. I grew up tagging along with my father and a
few other OMP'S in the neighborhood, heading out at dusk to get the 'good
spots' and wait for the smelt to show. For us, it was usi g dip nets in
rivers along the north shore of Lake Superior. Joining other people lining
the banks taking turns trying to scoop out some tasty goodness. Now, with a
change in location, laws and gear, I have the ability to use a seine,
dragging the shorelines. With timing, luck, hard work and a little know
how, this method can be extremely successful.
Regardless of where you might be, if the opportunity presents itself and
you have the ability to do so, try getting out and having some fun
wrangling these little guys. They are incredibly tasty, healthy and can
provide memories to last a lifetime!