I got a pair BadBoy MMA/Grappling shorts, a pair of Vulkan Grappling shorts, a Triumph United bad ass tee, a shiny new metal bucket for my next fight, and all the love and adoration of my kids. Got to spend all Sunday with them at the beach in San Diego.
My son, who at 14, 5'11", 170lbs, decided to try out his old man, since he's a big bad wrestler now. We pummeled for about a minute, he leaned over a little too much, and he got hip thrown to the ground, mounted and almost choked the fuck out. He remember enough from his BJJ days to tap out.
