so here it finally was, my second tournament. somehow I managed to be on time (although I overslept, big time, had to wait for the Q train forever and missed my station because it was (of course) the only station where I couldn’t see the station name from my seat. oh well. but the day was GORGEOUS, with degrees around 23C and perfect blue sky so I didn’t mind a little bit walking).
Forms was first but I shouldn’t have tried my new combination which I only know for a week now, fucked it up somehow (oh, and my stances are way to high as I discovered on the video footage, need to work on that).
Next thing was the fighting/sparring, first one against a yellow belt, which was to my big surprise really fast, reminded me big time of my performance 6 months ago, although I wasn’t as flexible at that time.
Next fight was against a green belt, and god this guy was good. it was impossible to hit him, he evaded each and every move. and landed a perfect kick to my groan.
which you couldn’t really see on the video, only that I suddenly had to bend a little bit … (at this moment I LOVED my protective gear, although it was still quite painful). At the end he blocked one of my kicks so fast and hard directly against my shin, that I couldn’t walk afterwards (and won’t be able for a while without pain. again. sigh.). The blow was so fast that you can see it in the video only on one frame and only as a blurish movement. He fought against a black belt afterwards and … won. with the black belt on the floor holding his foot, unable to walk out and get his trophy later on. this guy seemed to have quite some reputation, because the crowed kept cheering at him “go on, crazy boy”
but enough said, see for yourself, here is the second fight.