Got another black eye tonight, though it looks more like I haven’t slept in days. It was nice and black by the end of class. Gave it to myself, actually — knee right in the face. There are sometimes drawbacks to being flexible…
My neck’s still a little sore from last night. But I’m too dumb to take a night off to rest. I will, however, have tomorrow and Saturday off because I’m going up to Richmond for dinner with my best friend on Friday, the kids’ grappling tournament on Saturday (Theresa is competing. I’ve agreed to work tables when she’s not up.), and a US Grappling referee certification on Sunday (I get to be a grappling dummy again). Will and Justin are talking about coming up for the tournament, too.
Tim met me before class. (And he said that his boss wants him to be off the clock by 6 at the latest from now on, so he should be able to come in early a lot. Yeehaw!) He hasn’t been in all week, so he wanted to roll. And roll we did. He worked easier at times so it seemed like I knew jiu-jitsu. We rolled for 30-45 minutes. That was so fun. Lol, he did tap me out with knee-on-belly after I’d made a joke about his side control being heavy. (“Who you calling fat? Huh? Huh? Yeah, that’s what I thought.” Lol.) I worked a lot on getting in and pressuring and passing the open guard, which Adam’s been working with me on in the mornings. And I was trying things and moving and even attacking a couple of times. (I even tried to attack his legs a couple of times! I don’t know what to do with it once I get it, but I did try — and I was going for a move that everyone gets on me all the stinking time.) Who iz dis girl? Nobody knows.
We stopped a couple times so he could point out things. One, when I pass to side control, to not always go for scarf hold. Instead, get the shoulder pressure and then bring my knee up just on top of their hip for more pressure; stay tight. Or, if I do go for scarf hold, to not sit in so deep; hang back on the middle to lower ribs for more pressure. Two, in one weird half-guard situation, he showed me an armbar waiting for the taking. I hadn’t seen it and had just pulled my knee in to z-guard. Three… I think there was a three, but I can’t remember it right now.
Only a few people showed up tonight, so Tim declared it an Open Mat. Everyone paired up to start. I rolled with Will, who just got back from the beach. Worked on the knee thing in side control and the armbar. (Apparently I get to this weird half-guard position a lot.) He went for my feet, then stopped when he saw both toes taped and one ankle, and he’s always already careful with my knees. He asked if I had any good legs left for him to attack. Nope, sorry. Rolls were kind of long, until Tim called time so people could switch. Defending under side control and half-guard a lot.
Rolled with Tim again next. Working those things he’d shown me again. Trying to be even more aggressive passing the open guard. Also worked to attack when he was standing to pass. (I tried before class, too, and hadn’t done so well, but he’d also attacked from standing that round, and my brain finally pulled up the files on what he was doing, so I did a little bit of it myself.) Did have one sweep from there; he totally let me have it, but I was being aggressive for it so he let me keep going until I got him down. (Got a “Nice job!” for it, too. Squee!) Kept trying to get around behind him and do the bump forward sweep, but was always just too slow, plus Justin had apparently been working that the previous round, so he was wary. Again this round he let me play a lot, and I felt like I almost really knew what I was doing at times.
And then a newbie was there. One who has made silly comments before. (“I ordered a gi, but not a white belt. I’ll just wait for Tim to give me my blue belt, since I’m doing so well already.” Um, no. Also claimed to have gotten a tap on their second day, when Tim walked them through every step and the other guy laid there and let them. Erm, no.) Everyone else had paired up, so I asked if they wanted to roll. I was going slow, had a few things in mind to work. Despite the silly comments, I wanted to work and so wasn’t ready to edumacate them. They dropped right into a triangle, so I worked on my hips and knees and finished it. Then worked on a sweep and a pass to side control; worked on those things Tim had pointed out earlier, fussing with all the little details and feeling movement; then slid over to mount (maybe some knee-on-belly transitions first?) and worked on pressure there and retaining mount as they tried to fight out. (And even when I’m working pressure, it’s not everything I’ve got; it’s more the positioning and the direction than the actual crushing power that I’m focusing on. They are, after all, still new.) Tim started calling in help on the knee/elbow escape, so I relaxed and let the escape go; after about 2/3 of it, to half-guard, Tim turned to another pair; I helped with the remainder, back to guard. Worked details that I’d picked up on posture during guard breaking at camp and that Justin had gone over last Friday, just moving between different setups and feeling things out. Finally decide to break guard; they of course squeeze as tight as they can and bat at my arms, so I go to the double-armpit, knee-up break; pass to side control; and then a wide-open Big Poppa presented itself. I need to work the details of that (I can get there with lots of the other guys but never get to work the finish), so, okay, I’ll take that.
Newbie sits up and says, “See, I’m already pretty good at this. I survived a lot longer there.” I’m surprised my jaw didn’t hit the mat. That was 5-10 minutes of me working positions and transitions. No offense, but you really didn’t have much to do with it. Again, I know that guys have gone light on me from the beginning and that, even though they roll harder with me now, they’re still going light in many ways. (Seriously, I’m often on the receiving end of 5-10 minutes of them working before boom! Finish. I just had this done to me for over an hour by Tim and Will. I know what it feels like. I’ve also been on the receiving end of slap hands, tap. Often. I know what they’re capable of, and I know when they’re just messing around. I can also tell when I really did something that was right, tight, or threatening — there’s a 30-second period following where they crank the intensity up.) And I really don’t understand how this current crop of newbies doesn’t understand that. Maybe we’re too nice.
Well, so that hit a nerve. (And they had the misfortune to have other newbies say silly things earlier in the week. So nerves were raw and waiting for a chance.)
Slap hands, guillotine. That got a wide-eyed stare. I offered to start under side control, but was met with, “I need a minute. You’re going to maul me.” (Yes. Yes, actually, I am.) A few minutes later, I helped them set up in a good and tight side control. When they were ready, I escaped to guard, to a triangle, to an armbar. Boom, boom, boom. Started again. I had a few moments of futzing around — couldn’t figure out what I wanted — then happened on another armbar. They stacked. I switched under and finished a belly-down armbar. The comment then was, “But someone told me that’s what I’m supposed to do.” To which I replied that yes, it was; however, there are counters to everything. “Oh.” Once more. Armdrag; they fell to the opposite side; I came up and passed to side control, to mount, to s-mount, to double-armbar. Verbal tap: “Ow!” Since I’d trapped both hands, there was nothing to tap with, so they’d waited just a moment too long on the tap; little tweak on the elbow, so they were done after that. (And yes, I finished it slowly. They just waited and waited and waited…)
I hope that got their attention. I’d rather not resort to saying anything, because at the moment anything I say is going to come out snarky. I have quite a few zingers stored up, but they’re none of them very nice and I do really want to be nice. I want good training partners, but they’ve got to get through this point where they think they already know everything. *le sigh*