I am back. And I decided to bring back my broken arse and beat up body. Plus I was barely able to drink any wine. But I did manage to sneak in a lovely Alsatian riesling. It was so beautiful after getting my butt handed to me. What the heck is RJ talking about?
This weekend was the 2019 Pan brazilian jiu jitsu tournament. One of the biggest on the planet and me and my oversized ego thought I would go and lay the smack down. Oh contraire mon frere. The smack was laid down on me. I didn't tap (submit) but I did get beaten on points. And this is good because my match was filmed (and was shown on flowgrappling.com-still on if you want to see the madness).
I've watched this stupid match like thirty times and each time I get more and more upset. How did I miss that! Oh my god, why didn't I do this! I need a drink, ASAP! Jiu jitsu is like learning about wine in that you never ever known everything and when you're wrong it humbles you like very little else on the planet. Jiu jitsu humbles you physically and wine humbles you mentally - both humble you spiritually.
So I originally thought I was fighting on Thursday and Friday before I was gonna take off to Paso for a little vino break but no! The schedule changed and I was to fight on Friday and was unable to change, blah, blah, blah. Live and learn and adapt on the fly. I was in Irvine so I though I would then cruise to Temecula witch is not that far but I made zero reservations with anyone and I would just be looking for people. I could kick myself in the butt.
Anyway this is where I tell you guys I'm starting a podcast with a dissection of my jiu jitsu performance and which wines to drink as I'm getting my butt kicked, er grappled. I'll post again in a couple days with all the relative links and all that good jazz. Good to be back though. And right now I'm eyeballing a Cab Franc that's calling my name. Take care.