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Jiu-Jitsu Elvis And The History Of Gracie Jui-Jitsu | ||
It was a day packed with grappling, mounting, pinning down, takedowns, meditating and making a whole lot of killer moves. You may think that all this left me tired – well, no, it didn’t. I was energized and looking forward to socializing with a couple of friends at my regular watering hole. “Look who’s here!! The Jiu-Jitsu Elvis! You ready to grapple with a couple of beers, buddy?” Johnny Wong shouted at me – he was playing pool and generally “balling” around. With lightning speed, both of us were seated on the bar stools and were already quaffing down our beers. “Hey, man, what kind of attracted you to Jiu-Jitsu? It’s such a kinky sport – guys falling over each other and grabbing each other’s thighs and stuff like that. Hey, I betcha you don’t know nuts about Jiu-Jitsu! If you tell me the history of Jiu-Jitsu, the beer is on the house! What say, dude?” Johnny threw a challenge at me. Well, Johnny was being disrespectful to my favorite sport, Jiu-Jitsu, and my first thoughts were to turtle him. But wiser counsels prevailed because Johnny weighed some 400 pounds and was a professional sumo wrestler: I could have taken him on, but if Johnny sat on me or something – that would have disturbed all the beautiful beer splashing around in my large intestine. I let it be. “Johnny, you’re on, man. Here’s the history of Jiu-Jitsu: Jiu-Jitsu is not what you think it is. It’s an ancient form of hand-to-hand combat that was developed in Japan in the 16th century. It was also called Yawara, Hakuda and Kogusoko and there was an aura of secrecy about it to give it a feeling of importance. Then, in the late-1800s, a Jiu-Jitsu practitioner, Jigoro Kano, developed a watered down variant of Jiu-Jitsu – it was called Judo.” “Gosh, I didn’t know that Judo is a watered-down version of Jiu-Jitsu! That’s news to me! Hey, that boy Jigoro Kano must have gulped a truckload of Saki while watering down Jiu-Jitsu, man! Get it, Saki – watered down?” Johnny shouted laughing loudly thumping his elephantine thighs. That was okay – even I would thump my thighs and do other things, too, if I was past my fourth beer. “Wait, hang on, Johnny, my history of Jiu-Jitsu lesson is not yet over. Now, this dude, Jigoro Kano, he incorporated the technique of other Jiu-Jitsu masters into his Judo and named it Kadokan Judo. Kadokan Judo was famous for its throwing techniques – there was no emphasis on ground techniques. Soon enough, Jigoro Kano realized that if he didn’t incorporate ground techniques into his Kadokan Judo, his pupils would never ever be able to defeat the Jiu-Jitsu schools. So, he added three kinds of Jiu-Jitsu techniques to his Kadokan Judo: joint locking techniques, choking techniques and holding techniques.” “And did he also give his students some Viagra and steroids, too?” Johnny was on his 6th beer now. “Johnny, listen – now I’m going to tell you how Jiu-Jitsu came to Brazil: Jigoro Kano had a student named Esai Maeda, who also called himself Conde Koma (Count Combat). Now, Esai Maeda eventually settled down in Brazil. Later, he helped build a Japanese immigration colony in Sao Palo city and this is where he came in contact with Gastao Gracie, the famous Gracie family.” “Did they have an affair or something? Did they make kids?" Johnny wanted to know. He was on his 10th beer now. “Johnny, Gastao and Esai were men! Now listen, Gastao helped Esai set up that Japanese immigration colony, they became pals and Esai taught Carlos, Gastao’s son, the basic techniques of Jiu-Jitsu. Carlos taught it to his brothers and they opened a school (in 1925) and that is how Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu came into existence. It was called Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and not Judo, because Esai knew that Judo was a watered down version of Jiu-Jtsu and plus, at that time, the Kadokan Judo guys were forever losing to the Jiu-Jitsu schools. That, in short, is the brief history of Jiu-Jitsu, my friend.” I concluded. Johnny Wong said nothing. He stuffed his hand into his pocket, extracted some dollar bills, slammed them on the bar counter, rolled his eyes and hit the ground. He was carrying 12 beers in him. Now I would have to carry him home, with a little help from my friends. | ||







