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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Ada Makan Nasi Ke?

Tak ade. Macam maner?

Enoch is really heavy to move around. About all my foot sweeps failed, and I was stiff as a block of cardboard. He threw me for a koka, and then pinned me down for a yuko ... or was it the other way around? Well I forget.

Somewhere in the middle of the match he started an arm breaking technique. I gritted my teeth, knowing fully well there was only one chance to escape - and I had to wait for just the right moment. His feet was over my chest, with good, tight contact ...

The pain was unbearable.

Injury. Leg Throw.

And I swept my feet up and over my head, rolling out and into safety.

A few seconds later I brought him down for yuko with Osotogari. Clifford managed to snap a shot of the throw with Alvin's DSLR. I want to study it like I do the bible.

I lost by koka.

Koka.

Tiniest point ever.

What is wrong with me?