Dear Sir:
In regards to your question, Knife vrs. Knife I would like to add a few comments.
First off what we usually see in the knife magazines and video training tapes is usually warmed up JKD stuff. When viewing the magazines or videos it always shows some, Master of Who Won or Lost holding his knife in some limped wristed manner. Especally some of the stuff that has been produced lately on the two most experienced merchants of self defense. I will be good and not mention any names.
Having been in 4 knife fights I can testify that gettin into a knife fight is frighting, scary, hard to deal with and the only thing that saved my bacon was years upon years of full contact knifeboxing.
In 1998 I and two of my friend were attacked by two members of a Youth Gang. You know the types, just a couple of friendly young boys earning extra pocket money by stuffing chrome plated .25 pistols in some innocents face. Then again some of the more experienced pieces of **** like the ones who attacked us used ultitity knives. Same tools that killed over 5000 people on 9-11.
We had just left a training session in Cincinatti at John Benners
school, Tactical Defense Insitute, (TDI)I was a guest representing KA-BAR Knives as their instructor. We had been training for 2 days and went downtown to eat.
After dinner we left back to the hotel when I spotted the two happy-go-lucky gents coming out of a parking garage accross the street. In less that 10 seconds I went from being well fed to having my heart in my throat and about to **** my pants. I could not breath right, my heart was racing, the hair on my neck stood straight up, my eyes were as big as saucers, I wanted to start shaking like a dog shitting razor blades and all I could smell was refer and fear. The one punk came right towards me and shoved me into a parking meter. The other fine specimne of humanity pushed my buddy and then started swinging. Both of these gents were from the school of "Lets scream some Ebonics which no white people understands anyway" However I understood clearly that they were looking for an easy target and they didnt find one!
As soon as I hit the meter I spun off to the left and bounced against a parked car while the young man demostrated his love for me by throwing a full power slash at my head. I yelled to him in verbal Bando that if you want a knife fight you just picked the wrong person to get into one with. I must of been feeling brave at this point. Ha.
Remember this all happened in 10-30 seconds!
What next? I kicked at him to gain time and pulled my automatic Smith & Wesson out of my pocket. You know the one that goes "thunk" when fully open and locked. I went to stance and instantly threw a thrust to his eyes to see what he had. The cat threw up his hands to cover his face and I knew then that I was dealing with an untrained scumbag, not a real merchant of death. Once again I shot the thrust towards his eyes I returned to stance. I fainted a step and shot another full power thrust to his stomach, missing on purpose to set up a gut ripping K1 stab. When I returned the cut up and back down and faked him out I again thrust towards his stomach and stepped into his face. This freaked him out and the fight was on. He slashed at me and I stepped back away from the blade. Any one of you ever been in a knife fight before? Take my advise and dont try it.
So his knife flew by and I attempted a jab to his gut, however I slammed into his God damn knife blade! Ouch. But because of 14 years of full contact Bando training and knife boxing I just let the pain slip out of the way and slammed a full power return blocking cut. The big ole fat Smith slid up his arm from elbow to wrist! Yee Ha. What a beatifull cut. In a way now that I look back on that attack it felt good to actually use my training and I could actually see the blade split him wide open.
That piece of wasted sperm took off running accross the street. Perp # 2 had by buddy down and was kicking the living **** out of him. I ran up and gave him a full kick to the neck and threw him off. Once up and on his feet he (my buddy) took the fight to the gang member and beat his ass down to the street. I helped just a little.
We took off to the hotel and got me the hell out of Dodge. I drove back home (3.5 hrs.) with a McDonalds coffee cup, napkins and my shoe string holding my finger together.
Reports from the law enforcemet the next day says there was a puddle of blood in the garage as big as a car. Perhaps I was fortunate to rid society from that fine expample of humanity.
So where do you go or what do you do to learn about knive vrs. knife? My recommendation is to search out a real hard core fighting instructor. Forget the glamor boys in Tactical Knife or Paladin Press, those cats have never been in a fist fight let alone survived combat, law enforcement duty or military training. Dont get me wrong there are compentent trainers in knife but they are few and far between. Forget all that silly Asain crap also, cause if you aint hurt after leaving a training session you are not learning about full contact.
You may also contact me or KA-BAR KNIVES about taking a training session in a fighting session that is based on reality not "Smoke on the Water"
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