This goes out to all you wonderful practitioners of the Arte Suave: Brazilian Jiu Jitsu.
To those who spend hours every week working on NOT using strength and on searching for leverage points in every position and transition like they hold the key to eternal youth and happiness.
To all you who go for the collar choke from closed guard then intelligently switch to the armbar when your choke is defended. You know who you are. You are smirking as you read this my brothers and sisters.
To all you who have been stuck in a tight hugging side control (with no submission or mounting attempts) by a wrestler who outweighs you by 15-20 kg for the whole 4 minute round, leaving you with a loud "What the Fuck was the point of that?!"
To all you who have had to crank an armbar past your moral threshold just to fucking prove that you own that douche-bag's arm.
To all you who have survived countless maulings by the big, strong and forever unskilled beast using skill, technique and an indomitable spirit.
To you all, I dedicate this silly cartoon:
I ripped this shamelessly from a chart called "Dear Parents..." I hope it brought an innocent smile to your face. If it did, please share it on Twitter, Facebook or even print it and tape it to the inside of local phonebooths.
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