Jiujitsu/street fight videos..

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Originally Posted by Shannon

Lol, no offence what so ever, but im not a liberal nor believe in handouts/ obamacare. I believe in whats right, and i believe in the military. so please excuse me if i say *&^% that law, the constitution grants me the right to protect myself, my family, and my property.

If I feel my life is in danger and or my families I will (as far as H2H) use what ever tactics I feel are needed to stay alive and protect whats mine.

state laws may have a say but at the end of the day, constitutional right will usualy always come out on top. ^.^

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AMEN BROTHER! I don't know about you cats but I'll draw down on a mother fucker in a heart beat! If he insists on perusing the situation, I'll shoot. I have a daughter to come home to at night & I will end any persons life who tries to deter that. Besides, I live in South Alabama, & I have never in my life seen a fair street fight. Jiu Jitsu won't help you when three guys are beating your face in. I strongly support the Second Amendment right to bear arms & I carry everywhere I go!

Ttt

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Originally Posted by Bill Keeling

Shannon if this is a serious question, your opponent would be able to defend a little better than a person on bottom.... They have their own arms, elbows, hands to make space between their head/face and the concrete. Now if your able to stretch them out, then yes, it would work and would be overkill and pretty much brutal. Do you need to talk about some things??? ;) J/K

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lol nah, just a hypethetical question. working toward my degree to be an RN honestly. lol within a medical field you learn things that most people would find, disturbing. like when you watch CSI or what ever and they say the body was there at room temp for a week and still intact, ITS FAKE, your body will actually swell and evenutally will literaly pop.

but on a serious note. I believe in whats right and whats fair, not what makes things fair in the form of handouts.
im my moms from the philippines and my dads from MO. ever since I was a kid I've was treated differently, some people tried picking on me, and i've had things said to me in a serious manner that most people would go into deep depression about. For most stuff I've worked for and earned everything i've gotten, (given the exception of what parents provide) But i've earned/paved my way into college and fight for whats right.

For some retarded liberal to tell me its against the law for me to break someones neck,arm, choke them out, or to physicaly disfigure them because im protecting myself and/or my family, is the dumbest thing in the history of teh U.S.A. and to whom ever came up with the idea: You sir should be shot for being un-American.

:P but thats just my 2 cents, if you agree with me: Right on. If you dont: well i hope you live through your ordeal as well as your loved ones long enough to seek whats FAIR in court. vs myself, I'll make it right on my own. :D

LoL! I never said anything about not defending yourself... I agree with your standpoint on that matter. But could tell from the brutality of your statement, that you have endured some shit at some point and time. I was only trying to help someone not get their head bashed in on concrete. Hope it helps :)

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Originally Posted by Bill Keeling

LoL! I never said anything about not defending yourself... I agree with your standpoint on that matter. But could tell from the brutality of your statement, that you have endured some shit at some point and time. I was only trying to help someone not get their head bashed in on concrete. Hope it helps :)

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lol, its all good. honestly though im not the kind to look for trouble, for my age even my instructor said im pretty humble for my age.
I mean dont get me wrong, I know what i can do but im not the type of person to walk around like im Manny Pacquiao (Filipino though, so sorta feel like it lol) (best thing is lookin at my hispanic friends and sayin "my congressman can kick your congressman's @%^")

even told my friend thats big headed about starting wretling, you HAVE GOT TO BE HUMBLE comming into this kind of thing, because it doesnt matter how big and bad you THINK you are, theres always someone out there bigger,badder,and meaner than you. So when you lose a match be humble about it, the worst thing you can do for yourself and martial arts is to show your &^$."

one thing i've wondered in my head from time to time is how does jiu jitsu work if your attackter has a knife? lol best believe im kickin someone in the groin or throwing something.

If your attacker has a weapon, that's where traditional Gracie Jiu Jitsu comes back into play... Best advice honestly though, if your attacker pulls a weapon, then you should try the 40 yrd dash screaming "he's gonna kill me"!!! LoL! Because, if you fight unarmed against someone with a knife, you're going to get stabbed or cut... So unless your pain management and striking skills are top shelf... RUN! A funny thing happens to the body when steel meets bone, and I am talking from experience. I have done well two out of three times... All from the same attacker. I had been jumped and was laying these fools out left and right, when I notice someone is behind me hitting me in the back, it doesn't hurt and isn't doing any damage so I concentrate on the guys in front of me. But what I didn't notice was he wasn't hitting me at all. He was trying to stab me, but my biker jacket was stopping the blade. So he gets wise and goes up under the back of my jacket and finds a home for his blade. That sucked and got my full attention! I turned to hit the guy who had just stabbed me and he comes across my eye with another slice right through my eyebrow as I caught his jaw and laid him out (I thought) threw the knife out the window not thinking to use it... So I'm back to the last few of these guys and all of a sudden I feel a weird sensation as my left leg starts to go numb right after someone hits me from behind... In the cheek of my ass!!! Well he didn't hit me in the ass, he plunged a Phillips head screwdriver right through my left hip!!! I lost all control of my leg and he was the last person I hit standing. Then I accepted I was dead, but I gave it my all and there was only two of them left. I laid my forehead against my forearm (we were on concrete) and turtled up for a good stomping. I heard one of them run up and jump and knew he was jumping to stomp my head, so I pushed up and tripped up his stomp, sending him sailing forward as I held his legs. He hit like an oak tree and I was already pulling myself onto his back. I grabbed his hair and started bashing his face off the concrete step he fell onto. Then his buddy (the last one) kicked me in the head and knocked me off of him and drug him out. But I was lucky, as I am happy to be able to say today ;) Anyone, including myself, should run the hell away when faced with a similar situation.

Bill, I am quite fascinated by this story. May I ask how it started? you said you threw the knife out the window after being jumped...I assume you were inside somewhere? Was this in your own home? a party or a bar? It sounds like you were alone and no one was around to have your back....that's some crazy shit

Well this is a long ass story so FRAT warning;

It actually all started about 4 months before this took place. I met two dudes and invited them to a party at my new apt. They seemed cool and we had a blast and partied all night (literally) and the only downers were when this guys little friend and my roommate started having a few words. I told them to chill out before I knocked them both the hell out. Then pointed out that we had a great time and we should just walk down to the corner tavern for some breakfast before I had to go to work in about an hour and a half! Everyone seemed to cool down and we headed out my front door and down the stairs when I feel this huge hand grab my shoulder (this dude was 6'4 and about 250/285) as I hear "I bet $50 you can't knock me the hell out!" as he turns me and drills me from above (I lead the way out of my crib, didn't want anything going down inside). I reach up and grab his throat pulling him off the stairs and slamming him on the ground fixing to smash this fool and he fetals up and yells "don't hit me" so I say "look, you're the one swingin!" So I give him his only chance and let him up. We get out to the street and he says "My bad man, I'm just fuckin drunk" and puts his hand out (oldest trick in the street) I'm right handed, so I just say okay and try and slap him five with my left. Well his reaction time was spot on cause he caught my hand and yanked me into him so he could knock my head off, so I didn't resist I pushed off my right leg and threw a right hook straight to his temple. Hit the dude so hard he did a table top and I hit him about five more times before he hit the ground and threw an ax kick to his head bouncing it off the concrete and then jumped in the air and went to stomp his head and caught myself mid air and landed on each side of his head as I watched him twitch. He was done. On a side note that's how I knew he was going to try and stomp my head at the end, because he stayed in the corner of my porch until I was down, then came running... So I keep this guy from going to jail by making up a story about being good friends and he had broke up with his girl and we went out blah blah blah. I go to the hospital to make sure this guy is okay. I find out he is the leader of a gang here in Louisville and that I fractured his skull in three places and his jaw. He was in the hospital for about 6 weeks. Skip forward about another month and a half. I'm at a party and I see this guys little buddy walk in, turns out it's little buddies brothers party I was at. He calls him around the corner and recognizes me as well. So I get up and walk to the stairs to see whats up. He says Bobby wants to talk to you! I notice his brother starts holding his beer in a club fashion and I reply "as long as he wants to talk, that's cool, but if he swings on me, this time I won't stop!" So we walk outside into the courtyard and he walks across to the other side of the apt complex. I have my roommate and a new friend from London England who had just moved in across the hall. I see like twenty people walk out of the tree line. I turn to my roommate and tell him to go start my car and open the sunroof and stand up but keep his hands together and below the cars roof, so it looked like he was holding a piece. I turned to the little buddies brother and say "you have been cool, so I'm gonna give you a heads up." "if Bobby just wants to talk that's cool, even if he wants to play again, that's cool too, one on one..." "But if anyone jumps me, that guy over there has my Mac 10 and 3 30 round clips, My ass will be on the ground, and I suggest your ass be hugging the ground too!!!" He said "Run man they're gonna jump you!" So me and William ran off to my car and was outta there. About two hours or so later, after my room mate went to bed, there was a knock at the door and me not thinking opens the door, only to find a large group of people. I tell them to let me get my shoes on and I'll be right out and try to slam the door but one guy gets his foot in the door and they bum rush me. They helped me survive because they all attacked at once. So I didn't even have to aim all that much at first. I would throw forward hit someone, then pull it back with an elbow to someone to the side or rear, rinse and repeat for a minute... Then you know the rest of the story.

Holy shit man....that's crazy.....thanks for sharing...this just goes to show you can't trust for a second motherfuckers you don't know that are against you once you know they aren't on your side. he goes in for a handshake and pulls a cheap shot, you even invite them to go out to eat to be cool and calm shit down...no respect....fuck em....show no mercy.

CRAZY story Bill. I hope I never get in deep like that. One on one I'll fight anybody, but an entire gang, no fucking way. They are all a bunch of pussies having to get a mob after you.