Archives for January 2011

Jason defeated Rudy Bears by guillotine choke at 51 seconds in the first round!

Pictures from the fight

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I’ve been debating all week whether or not to write about this dream I had. First off let me say this, I’m not religious, at all. I’ve been to church, but only when I was young and my mother forced me. Other than that I find organized religion quite appalling in general. With that said, I’ll get into this awkward dream.

The dream starts out with me treading water close to the shore. There are people around. I’m not sure whether I know any of these people or not. Ahead of me onshore is a beach and a cave behind that. I can’t see inside the cave. Behind me is more water. The premise of the dream is that there’s a choice to be made. Either I go forward into the cave, with God (in this instance God wasn’t Jesus, Allah etc just God) or I go back into the open ocean. So I ask this guy, who looks scraggly and unkept like he’s been at sea for awhile, what’s in the open ocean. He says to me “The Federalist Papers”. The Federalist Papers? Yes really. I had a dream about God vs The Federalist Papers. Anyway, if you don’t know what the Federalist Papers are, read this:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federalist_Papers

The nameless scraggly guy chooses The Federalist Papers and immediately he begins to regret his decision. He discovers that he made the wrong choice. It reminded me of this scene from Indiana Jones:

The only difference was the guy didn’t turn to dust. Instead he jumps on me in the water in an attempt to save himself. At this point I make my decision and head towards the cave. With this guy attached to me I cross into the shadow of the caves entrance. As soon as I hit this point the guy on my back is forcibly removed from me. It felt like each of our skins were Velcro and we were being separated. It wasn’t painful it just felt strange. Next thing I know Ann is shaking me awake because I’m making a loud humming noise in my sleep, a noise that I’m pretty sure was a yell in my dream. That was it. I remember Ann asking me what my bad dream was about, I was so embarrassed and dumbfounded that I had to tell her “It was about God and the Federalist Papers” She probably thought I was crazy. Anyways, that’s my strange dream, what do you guys think?

The Titan Fighting Championship has officially announced that Jason has been added to the card for its Titan Fighting Championship 16 event on January 28. The show will be televised live on HDNet and will take place at the historic Memorial Hall in Kansas City, Kansas.

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I came across this video of Josh Thomson’s Dynamite!! experience on bloodyelbow.com and it got me thinking a little bit. It was really cool kicking it with Josh a little bit last weekend. He and his whole team were super cool. It’s always really strange for me going to these shows with guys like him and standing shoulder to shoulder with them. These are people that I’ve looked up to for years. Josh has been fighting since 2001, which is around the time I discovered MMA. Then there’s Mach Sakurai. A guy who’s been fighting since I was in high school. The first fights I ever watched weren’t the UFC, they were Pride. Guys like Sakurai, Gomi, Wanderlei Silva, Crocop, Fedor. I always felt like the fighters in Japan at that time were a bit ahead of their American counterparts in terms of technique and well roundedness. The fighters in America were specialists. Wrestlers or kickboxers etc. The guys fighting in Japan were our first real Mixed Martial Artists.

Sakurai walks in with these fly ass yellow air max’s on. I’m thinking “damn, I should go ask him where he got those” then I’m thinking, “man, fuck Sakurai!”

I get in the ring and the famously distinctive ring announcer, having just announced my name in grand fashion, is furiously fanning herself with one of those folding japanese fans.

In the program they had a photo recap of every Dynamite!! show that had been. Pretty crazy to be a part of it all. Sakuraba’s ear fell off and shit. What an experience. I spent the New Year on a bus with all these great fighters drinking sake with Brett and Vince. Awesome.