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Zoran -> Martial Artist vs Martial Artist by Zoran Sevic (Mar. 5th, 2007, 6:36:35 PM)
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This is an experience I had while working as a bouncer when I had to tangle with another martial artist. One of the few times that I can remember all that happened as everything seemed to move in slow motion.
Being in a fight can be a strange experience. Time can seem slower or faster. You may remember every detail or have gaps in your memory. You may not be able to hear any sounds except for your heart or you could hear one conversation, of many, across the room. You may feel several strong emotions at once or be as cold as ice.
I have over 10 years of bouncing and security experience. I’ve worked security in apartment complexes located in high crime neighborhoods, and worked as a door man in a few bars. These jobs have put me in several physical confrontations. As a matter of fact, I’ve probably forgotten more of those confrontation than the ones I can remember.
A few years ago, one interesting confrontation happened against another martial artist while working as a bouncer in a bar. It was one of those times when time seems to slow down and you can remember every detail. So here’s what happened.
While working as a bouncer at a local bar, a patron ran over to the bartender and myself. He told us that there’s a fight happening just outside the entrance door. I ran outside, with the bartender close behind, to break up the fight. Two patrons were in a fight, one of which I knew to be a martial artist with several years of experience.
The bartender and I separated the brawlers. I had one patron while the bartender had the other patron (the martial artist). While the bartender was trying to make the patron back off, the patron threw a straight at the bartender and connected to his face. Before he could throw another strike I charged him. He backpedaled and threw a jab straight combo which I was able to block. While still backpedaling he tried another jab straight combo, I blocked the first, and extended the second block to hook the back of his neck so I could pull him in to get better control. He blocked my first attempt but couldn’t block my second. Seeing that I had a good grip, he stepped forward with his right leg, behind my right leg. He was attempting a throw or sweep. To counter this I slid my right hand from the back of his neck to his throat and put him in an eagles talon (an eagles talon is when you grab just behind his larynx with your thumb and forefinger). Because I had a good grip on his throat, I was able to counter his throw and execute my own throw. During the execution of my throw, he hooked my neck with his arm and brought me down with him. We landed with the patron on the bottom and me on top in a side mount position. He had me in a neck lock and was probably going to try to chock me out. I slid my forearm on his neck which when he applied more pressure to his hold, it applied more pressure to his neck. The fight ended with my forearm on his neck and an elbow cocked above his face. From there I was able to talk some sense into him and let him up.
All of this happened in a matter of a few seconds. To me it seemed like a minute. As a bouncer, my job is to try to take control of a violent person, hitting only leads to legal repercussions for me and the establishment. At the time, I was angry enough that I wanted to hit him. Fortunately, I kept my cool.
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