Garth Taylor was warming up, preparing for his fight at the Tijuca Clube in Rio de Janeiro.
It was the day that brown and black belts were competing in the World Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Championship.
Garth noticed a commotion as paramedics fought their way through the crowd to get to one of the fighters.
“It was insane how many people were crammed into that venue,” Garth said. “There was a guy who needed serious medical attention, but the medics couldn’t even get to him because it was so crowded.”
When medics reached the fighter, he was unresponsive.
“We were standing there about ready to fight as they worked that guy up and put him on a board,” Garth said. “There was no exit down there, no way to get him out because the crowd was so big and nobody would move.”
Another crew of medics stood on the second tier of the stadium, unable to get to the ground floor.
“They crowd-surfed him on a stretcher and took him out of the building,” Garth said.
Garth stood there wondering what had happened but later learned the fighter died during his match from a heart attack. As Garth watched all of this unfold, he tried to focus on his fight for the world championship. Continue reading “Garth Taylor: A World Champion’s Fight for Self Discovery”
John Marine and his friend filled a shopping cart full of booze, but as both were 16, neither was old enough to buy liquor.
“We grabbed the gallon jugs of Jack and vodka and ran for the car,” John said. “He cracked a bottle of vodka. I opened the whiskey and we started pounding.”
John had just broken up with his high school girlfriend, and his friend’s girlfriend had just announced that she was pregnant.
“That first breakup was traumatic,” John said. “It was devastating, because I had so many other issues from my childhood that I hadn’t made good with. Losing my first girlfriend was just way too much.”
The more they drank, the more they feed off each other’s depression. After enough alcohol, they got ahold of a long rubber hose and then picked up a couple of friends for a road trip to Magic Mountain.
“We were out of our fucking minds when these guys hopped into the car with us,” John said. “They could tell something was up, but they were a little nutty too, so everybody could have expected us to be a bit off.”
Before picking up the last two guys, John and his friend had already agreed that after their night of partying at Magic Mountain, they were going to connect the hose to the exhaust and gas themselves. Continue reading “John Marine: The Child is the Father of the Man”
I was recently interviewed by Dr. Cathy Goodwin about how I’ve made career changes and started businesses.
For a short time, you can listen to this fascinating interview HERE for free.
Cathy has offered to let me share this interview with you for a short time, because normally this interview is sold as part of a package of other interviews.
Click here to listen to the How to Start a Business or Make a Career Change
Be sure to also check out all of Cathy’s other great trainings that help entreprenours grow their businesses, including her new book: Grow Your Business One Story at a Time.
Nicolas Gregoriades left his home in South Africa and arrived in London with only a couple of hundred bucks in his pocket. After trying another gym, he eventually discovered Roger Gracie’s Jiu-Jitsu academy.
When Nicolas knocked on the door, a tall but unassuming kid answered. “This guy doesn’t look tough at all,” Nicolas thought.
“He looked like a regular dude,” Nicolas said. “He had that foppish haircut and was kind of pale. I thought these crazy fighters were supposed to be tan, Mediterranean-looking guys.”
Nicolas had some no-gi grappling experience and had been submitting a lot of guys at home with kneebars. One of his friends knew of Roger Gracie and heard Nicolas was visiting the academy.
“If you kneebar that guy, I will call you ‘sir’ for the rest of your life,” his friend said.
“My kneebars are amazing,” the overly confident, 20-year-old Nicolas said to his friend. “Jiu-Jitsu guys don’t know kneebars.”
Roger was gracious and welcomed Nicolas into the gym during their lunchtime class.
“I’ll never forget that day,” Nicolas said. “There were only four guys in class, so I asked if I could spar with him.” Continue reading “Nicolas Gregoriades: unlocking the root of all fears and neuroses”
The luxury of wealth has unleashed a plague of political correctness in the United States.
While children in Zimbabwe are starving, people in the U.S. are arguing over which bathroom to use.
When the stakes are low, people will predictably invent a crisis to keep the drama high.
No matter what the bleeding hearts preach, everyone is not equal, nor should we pretend that everyone is the same. Continue reading “You Can Stop Apologizing”