Monday, March 18, 2013

David vs Goliath

Sparring the other day was good fun. I got the kind of scenario I like. Rolling with a guy that's twice my size but not quite as experienced as me. My opponent was around 6'5, easily had 50lbs on me, and he was fit...not fat. It's like my own little David vs Goliath moment. I see it as a good test to see if my technique can overcome a ridiculous size and strength advantage.

We shook hands and got to it. We started on our knees and he basically shoved me back, and yeah, he's strong so I went backward and he immediately jumped into side control. Okay that's fine, let's see what he can do. He got a good position and felt pretty damn heavy. Then he quickly attacked an americana and I tapped just as quickly. I don't like americanas. Okay, big guy knows what he's doing a little bit. I was curious of what he could do and a bit careless so I got tapped. All good. We reset, started again, and I was focused on not getting tapped again and mounting some offense.

We shook hands and began round 2. He shoved me again but this time when he pushed me back I slid to create more distance so he couldn't pounce onto the top position again. I figured I wouldn't be able to get him on his back so easily so I sat down to bait him into butterfly guard. It worked, he came close and I attempted an arm drag. That didn't work so well. He was strong enough to keep his posture, plus my angle was a little off, and I ended up in half guard on the bottom. Dude was heavy. He quickly tried to transition to full mount but I shrimped and regained half guard. Eventually I was able to recover into full guard. Time to go for a sweep...easier said than done.

I got control of his arm and attempted a pendulum sweep. Didn't work, I couldn't get my body angled properly. His neck was a little exposed so I attacked a cross-collar choke. My grips were in pretty deep but his chin was tucked blocking the choke. I could've cranked it hard but that would just hurt his jaw more so than choke him. I hate when people do that to me so I chose not to do it and let go. I fought to get control of his arm again and attacked an armbar but the guy was so strong he just literally ripped his arm out of my grip and immediately tossed my legs aside and got into side control. Dammit!

I kept my arms in tight, did not want to give up another americana. I bridged to create space and rolled belly down. Trust me, bridging and rolling under the weight of a guy his size took some effort. I got a grip on his legs and was in a good spot to go for a double-leg. I felt him start to sprawl and try to create distance to break my grips. Right then my mindset switched. It went from let's practice technique to time to get aggressive. Attack, attack, attack!

I bull rushed into him before he could sprawl, swept his legs aside and got the guy on his back. Now I was on top in side control driving my shoulder into his face to keep him facing away from me. Did not want this guy turning into me. I stayed aware of my body position because if I was off by just a little bit the guy could literally pick me up and toss me aside. I kept my shoulder in his face and shifted my hips to keep his arm out from under my body so he couldn't push or lift me.

With side control established it was time to advance my position. I wanted to tire the guy out so I transitioned to knee-on-belly (a pretty self-explanatory position). I drove my knee and shin down into his gut while pulling his body up into me. The cringe on his face told me I had it anchored pretty good. When he gasped for air, I drove my knee in harder. When he gasped again I transitioned to the full mount. I quickly dropped my chest into his face to close the distance (don't want him tossing me) and to make things uncomfortable for him. I could feel him tiring. Good thing because fighting for the top position took a lot of energy out of me.

His elbows were sticking out so I attacked an armbar again. In hindsight I should've attacked a choke since everybody is weak at the neck but in the moment I saw an opening for an armbar. The guy – did I mention he's really strong – easily yanked his arm back and rolled me over. Now I was on my back again. Dang it! Sure I had him in full guard but I didn't want to be on the bottom. The guy's heavy...

I broke his posture down and held him close to keep him from muscling out my guard. When he regained his posture he leaned back a bit...just as I was hoping he would. I attacked a situp sweep and got the guy on his back and I was in full mount again. Okay, no armbars this time.

This time the guy scrambled like crazy. He bumped, bridged, and pushed. I struggled to maintain the mount but didn't feel too stable so I got out of mount and went to side control. I felt a little more stable but he continued to scramble. I tried to pin his arm down with my leg but it wasn't happening. I was off balance and the guy basically lifted me up and rolled me onto my back. We scrambled. Somehow I ended up on my feet with a grip on his legs and he was on his back. I went for a bull-fight pass. The whole time I'm thinking stay offensive, pressure him, keep him working, get him too tired to defend.

I tried to pass his guard and the guy rolled away from me onto his side. His back was exposed to me and I sensed that if I could take his back he'd be mine. If I could get his back I could sink in a choke. I attempted to step on his hip to take his back but as I didn't have the right leverage and the guy just grabbed me and rolled. I was on my back again. Dang it!

The guy was in side control and put his weight on me. At this point I'm feeling pretty damn tired. I realized something. When a guy is strong as hell and not tired he's strong as hell, but when he's tired and I'm just as tired, he's still strong as hell.

I felt my gas tank nearing empty. It was becoming a burden to breathe. I had to get out of his side-control and regain the top position. I bumped, bridged, and scrambled. We ended up in a weird position. He was still on top sort of in side control but I had a grip on his legs, similar to a bull-fight grip, and I was still on my back. I couldn't move because I was exhausted. My gas tank was pretty much empty. But so was his. I could tell because we both lied in this awkward position for about 10 seconds catching our breath.

With the few drops left in my gas tank I had to make a push to regain top position. I had a grip on his legs, he was on top, but lying more on my hips than my chest and he was off balance. I did the only thing that came to mind and sat up. Lemme tell ya, doing a sit up with a big guy sitting on you trying to hold you down is difficult as hell. But the grip on his legs helped. As I sat up I lifted his legs as best I could hoping to roll the guy off even more off balance. To my surprise, it worked. It took every ounce of strength I had left but it worked. The guy rolled onto his back, I regained the top position and I was in side-control once again driving my shoulder into his face. The guy was more tired than I was and the voice in my head told me to attack. Ignore the fatigue, suck it up, and attack.

I transitioned to full mount, which was pretty easy telling me the guy was exhausted. I drove my chest into his face and looked for options. I wanted to attack a choke. At first I thought arm-triangle but I'd have to move his arm and I didn't want to battle against his strength. Simply didn't have the energy for that again. Then I thought of a collar choke. A good option. Then I had the idea to bait him into turning over so I could take his back and attack a choke from there. Rear naked, collar, bow and arrow, any of those would work. I figured I'd feint an americana just to get him to roll a little so I could take the back but just as he started to move the way I wanted him to, time was up. The sparring session was over.

Damn, what a roll! Even though I didn't submit the guy I felt in control for most of the match...ya know, excluding that first 30 seconds when I was careless and gave up a submission. If we were keeping track of points that second round, I would've won by a healthy margin. I gained a lot of points with a few sweeps and advancing to the full mount. I probably had around 20 points. He gained points from passing my guard a couple times and a couple sweeps. He probably had around 10 points. It was an utterly exhausting roll, but damn fun.

Next time I need to focus more on maintaining the top position and not getting reversed onto my back. Even though I prefer to play from the bottom, I should get better at maintaining top position and setting up submissions from there. Something to keep in mind for next time.