definitely in need of medical attention. John was totally unscathed and there was not a mark on him so he disappears as the police arrive, and goes into the gents and decides to head but the wall with full force in order to obtain some form of battle scar. John is arrested shortly after and is taken to the nearest cell for the night.
Blessed are the peacemakers. Now where’s that cup of tea?
The self inflicted damage technique had saved him and the charges were dropped and he was given the benefit of the doubt and was released from custody the next day.
This is a rough game and it’s no joke at times, some people do not respond to reason; the only thing some individuals understand is violence and the threat of violence, it’s the only thing they seem to respect. It is a sad absolute fact. That is what happened in this case the people involved were a very belligerent group of young men; they would not respond to reason instead they decided to use violence against us.
Muppets + drink + drugs = a g.
Some peoples Saturday night out solely revolves around going to the clubs and pubs to take on all comers including the doormen. Why? I don' know. I have never understood that, maybe they have to prove something to themselves all I know is that we were prepared to take on anyone if necessary. And that’s the way it was. I don’t like violence but you can’t talk to some people.
Prepared being the word to consider, I was ready for them. I trained hard and practiced as much as I could, that is my edge over my attackers, without the training you are no better than the person you are dealing with. If you are not prepared, you will probably lose.
The more fights you observe or become involved in the easier fighting seems to become, it becomes easier because you can read the signs which give you the opportunity to anticipate what is going to happen and then react accordingly. You react without thought sometimes, it’s like the reaction save of a goalkeeper he doesn’t think about what to do he just does it without thinking. It is what the Japanese refer to as mushin, (which means no mind) like Musashi says, strike from the void. But to get to the stage where you can react correctly without thought takes years of dedicated training, using your whole body as a weapon when delivering your counter attack. To move and parry your opponent’s blow, then returning your own devastating crushing blow in one movement. That to me is the essence of Karate. If you were to think too much about what you were doing it wouldn’t work. When you seek it you cannot find it.
If you fail to prepare be prepared for failure.
CHAPTER FOUR
Zero Tolerance
It’s not all doom and gloom we had some good laughs as well, I used to go to the office at Ealing to collect the wages for the lads on Saturday evenings so I was sometimes a little late arriving at the club.
This particular Saturday had just seen the defeat of the South African rugby team at Twickenham. The club was full of rugby supporters who had decided to bring in off the street the dirtiest old tramp they could find; they sat him in the middle of the dance area where he was given a steady supply of ale. His hair was grey and matted, one side sticking up and the other side was as flat as a pancake, he was wearing a vest which had taken on a life all of its own and was covered in some very dodgy looking stains. He was only a little fella but the jacket he had on was easily four sizes too big and the trousers were straight out of Charlie Chaplins wardrobe which were pulled right up to his chest, basically when he moved the suit followed a moment later. He’s got to go; I put my gloves on and get one of the other doormen to come with me to escort the old fella outside. Going through the crowd he started to respond to the shouts and jeers from the rugby supporters who found the whole scenario very amusing. He was starting to struggle and as we were passing a couple of attractive young women
Blessed are the peacemakers. Now where’s that cup of tea?
The self inflicted damage technique had saved him and the charges were dropped and he was given the benefit of the doubt and was released from custody the next day.
This is a rough game and it’s no joke at times, some people do not respond to reason; the only thing some individuals understand is violence and the threat of violence, it’s the only thing they seem to respect. It is a sad absolute fact. That is what happened in this case the people involved were a very belligerent group of young men; they would not respond to reason instead they decided to use violence against us.
Muppets + drink + drugs = a g.
Some peoples Saturday night out solely revolves around going to the clubs and pubs to take on all comers including the doormen. Why? I don' know. I have never understood that, maybe they have to prove something to themselves all I know is that we were prepared to take on anyone if necessary. And that’s the way it was. I don’t like violence but you can’t talk to some people.
Prepared being the word to consider, I was ready for them. I trained hard and practiced as much as I could, that is my edge over my attackers, without the training you are no better than the person you are dealing with. If you are not prepared, you will probably lose.
The more fights you observe or become involved in the easier fighting seems to become, it becomes easier because you can read the signs which give you the opportunity to anticipate what is going to happen and then react accordingly. You react without thought sometimes, it’s like the reaction save of a goalkeeper he doesn’t think about what to do he just does it without thinking. It is what the Japanese refer to as mushin, (which means no mind) like Musashi says, strike from the void. But to get to the stage where you can react correctly without thought takes years of dedicated training, using your whole body as a weapon when delivering your counter attack. To move and parry your opponent’s blow, then returning your own devastating crushing blow in one movement. That to me is the essence of Karate. If you were to think too much about what you were doing it wouldn’t work. When you seek it you cannot find it.
If you fail to prepare be prepared for failure.
CHAPTER FOUR
Zero Tolerance
It’s not all doom and gloom we had some good laughs as well, I used to go to the office at Ealing to collect the wages for the lads on Saturday evenings so I was sometimes a little late arriving at the club.
This particular Saturday had just seen the defeat of the South African rugby team at Twickenham. The club was full of rugby supporters who had decided to bring in off the street the dirtiest old tramp they could find; they sat him in the middle of the dance area where he was given a steady supply of ale. His hair was grey and matted, one side sticking up and the other side was as flat as a pancake, he was wearing a vest which had taken on a life all of its own and was covered in some very dodgy looking stains. He was only a little fella but the jacket he had on was easily four sizes too big and the trousers were straight out of Charlie Chaplins wardrobe which were pulled right up to his chest, basically when he moved the suit followed a moment later. He’s got to go; I put my gloves on and get one of the other doormen to come with me to escort the old fella outside. Going through the crowd he started to respond to the shouts and jeers from the rugby supporters who found the whole scenario very amusing. He was starting to struggle and as we were passing a couple of attractive young women
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