While killing time last evening before getting to bed by possibly 9:45 p.m. so that I could rise four hours later to ready for an early a.m. five-mile walk, I watched a good women's MMA bout on YouTube that exceeded a half hour.
The bout originally took place on November 1, 2019, and was the main feature at Invicta FC 38. The two female warriors were Japan's Kanako Murata and American Emily Ducote.
This is the YouTube link.
If I was an MMA judge, I would not automatically award points to a fighter for bringing another fighter to the mat. I have too often seen fighters who could not cope with their opponent while standing use this ploy to salvage themselves ─ it really bothers me when the weaker fighter happens to have the skills to bring down the opponent, but does not have much skill at grappling and proves incapable of overcoming the opponent once he or she is down.
Kanako Murata was powerfully built and hyped as a championship grappler, whereas Emily Ducote had only wrestled in school. Yet even though Kanako constantly vied to bring Emily down to the mat ─ desperately, it seemed ─ it was always Kanako who ended up nearly getting submitted.
Sure, Kanako did considerable 'ground and pounding', and was marring up Emily Ducote, but Emily never gave the impression that she was going to be beaten into submission.
The match was for five rounds, and Emily started looking battered after just the first round. But by the fourth round, Kanako wasn't looking very good either.
I think that I would have given the edge to Emily over Kanako. There was just too much desperation in Kanako's constant attempts at pulling down Emily, and then not being able to overcome Emily once she did have her down. In fact, time and again Kanako had to extricate herself from various submission holds Emily applied on her.
I would have seen that it was pointless for Kanako trying to overcome Emily on the mat ─ the take-downs were solely to bring the fight to the mat in an effort to impress judges who often find this skill to be noteworthy.
I rarely do; and when the fighter constantly doing this clearly cannot best the opponent once that opponent is down, then I start seeing the take-downs in a negative light.
Frankly, even though Kanako could fight well while standing ─ she had powerful punches ─ she just didn't seem to like getting hit. No one does, of course. But time and again trying to bring the fight to the mat when the ability just did not seem present to best the opponent once down, definitely got to be annoying to me.
For that reason, I would have given Emily the edge.
Gosh, I had no intention of going on for so long about the fight ─ I only meant to mention it.
My younger brother had come home from his daily socializing before I climbed into bed, but I had long been here in my bedroom where I keep this computer and was in no danger of having to extricate myself from watching T.V. with him.
I did not sleep well. As I generally claim, I truly believe it possible that I was awake more often ─ longer overall ─ than I was asleep. At least when my cellphone alarm chimed at 1:45 a.m. to get me up, the house was in darkness ─ neither of my stepsons were up. I crave full privacy in readying and leaving on these walks ─ they are my affair alone.
It was 2:14 a.m. by the time I was outside the locked front door and on my way, having weighed about 195 pounds fully clothed. So when early into my walk I stopped at an elementary school playground to tackle six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, I knew how much weight I was dealing with.
Four pull-ups in the first set, and two repetitions each in the other five sets. The first two sets are always overhand pull-ups, then two sets of underhand chin-ups.
The final two sets are pull-ups performed either on a pair of gymnastics-style rings if they are available and delinquents have not wrapped the chains out of reach over the high support bar; or else I will use two bars of an elevated horizontal ladder (a monkey bar or jungle gym) to pull myself up between.
Last night it was the ladder; and I held the very last pull-up for a 10-count.
There was some suspicious character loitering about on the street outside of the school, so I exercised in my jacket and did my best to remain aware. Oddly, when I was cutting through the school property on my way home maybe 1½ hours or more later, there was a similar character loitering in the dark of the school grounds.
As well, about a mile into my walk, I inadvertently was to coincide with some guy (possibly South Asian) coming my way along the same sidewalk ─ he was doing some sloppy jogging until he likely noticed me ahead. His jacket was open, and his shirt untidy from the struggles of his jogging.
As we were about to pass by one another, he suddenly gave me a wide berth and stared openly and directly at me as if he had only just seen me, which was so darned peculiar ─ especially since he was taller and probably heavier than I am.
Maybe he was drunk?
All else of note was having to walk out onto a traffic-barren avenue in order to avoid a skunk that was just off the sidewalk I was following ─ it was rooting about in the grass.
I believe that I was back outside the locked front door by 4:07 a.m., so I made quite good time without any sustained jogging.
I remained up longer than intended ─ it was almost 6 a.m. before I returned to bed.
My morning began shortly after 8 a.m., if I am recalling aright.
When my brother and I began watching T.V. together mid-morning and he invited me to put our Android TV Box into action, I led us off with Odessa Orlewicz's short (22 minutes) video of yesterday: Civil War Started This Weekend (Violence) Between Parents & Antifa -Multiple Videos Shown In Multiple Countries.
Watch these videos I will share...C!ivil War Has Just Started In Canada, England, America, France. Parents vs "Antifa'". Everyone has felt that this would happen and this weekend it did. Violence has started. Mass amounts of parents protesting all over the "free" nations about gender !deology and child body parts experimental mutilation so "ANTIFA" has been sent in. As well some of the masked "antifa" have been arrested for ped0philia. Fake "Naz!s" to make parents look bad caught as actually being feds and more. Also Canadian Muslims put out warning against Trudeau on twitter about SOG! gr00ming at school.
Frankly, the episode was quite poor. Odessa does not seem to have any idea how to enlarge the target videos that she plays, so the relatively tiny things are more bother than they are of interest.
The next video I played exceeded an hour (1:09:52), and was the latest addition from two days ago to Rumble's Open Mike with Michael Thiessen channel: Dr. Gregory Chan: A Canadian Physician Tracks the Alarming Side-Effects of the Jab.
On this episode of Open Mike, Dr. Thiessen is joined by Dr. Gregory Chan, a Canadian Family Physician, to discuss the dangers of the COVID jab and unscientific groupthink in the medical profession.
Episode Resource: Dr. Chan's Testimony @ National Citizen's Inquiry: https://rumble.com/v2kwt5s-dr.-chans-experience-of-healthcare-during-covid-19-vaccine-rollout-day-1-re.html; National Citizen's Inquiry Channel: https://rumble.com/user/NationalCitizensInquiryCA
We finished up with the last portion of a movie I had recorded, and most of which we had watched maybe three days ago ─ 2013's Australian "historical drama" The Outlaw Michael Howe.
It was okay in that it was interesting enough, but it certainly was not great. Also, hardly any of the movie jibed with the account of the historical Michael Howe that Wikipedia offers.
I think that the movie concluded around 11:45 a.m., so my brother went upstairs to his bedroom for some bed rest before leaving for the day around 1:15 p.m. I soon thereafter sought what was to be a short nap.
The day was sunny, so before quite 2:40 p.m. I began a little over 1½ hours of sunning out in the backyard.
If my brother is not home by 9 p.m. this evening, I will be yet again having an early a.m. walk that will require me to be getting to bed fairly early. Last night's was the ninth consecutive day of five-mile walks ─ and because I have not been watching our evening shows with my inebriated brother, it has also been nine days since I have enjoyed a beer!
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