I went and saw the Ocenia GP Final of K1 yesterday. For those of you who don't know what it is, basically it is leglised thuggery, but technically it is kick boxing. Huge in Japan and Korea. Quite popular in Europe and down here too. Here's the website if you are interested in learning more.
It was amazing watching these big guys beating each other into bloody pulps. Quite fun really. My friend brought along his girlfriend. Every time there was a big hit or some guy hit the canvas, I would look over to her to guage her reaction. She seemed to have only concern in her eyes. In a particularly brutal incident, one fighter hit the other with a vicious spinning back kick to the temple. He crumpled in a heap. The crowd lept up and cheered. It was truly spectacular. My friend's girlfriend stayed seated. She told me that she was concerned for the poor Dutchman who lay unmoving. No male around me seemed to share the same concern... Right there you have the difference between men and women. I guess men expect women to be this way. How disturbed are we when women in power, like Margaret Thatcher or Hillary Clinton, try to be unfeeling like a man? I admired this woman's concern for the fighter. It didn't however stop me from yelling and whooping for the victorious pugilist...
San Nakji for President!
5 comments:
I confess I'm a fan of Pride.
I remember when I wrestled in high school, participating in such things was quite fun too.
There is something about us that is always drawn to violence I think
Holy shit. Was the guy okay?!
Okay, I was in Karate and Judo, and so this kind of stuff doesn't bother me too much.
I do think that sometimes the sport gets too violent. But, I think the same thing of boxing. I can't really understand why someone would want to be battered to a pulp, but, hey, to each his own.
That is one "sport" that I don't think I will ever understand. I can appreciate wrestling and karate; but not kick boxing.
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