Actually, he got some licks in. Jesus and watching some Kung-Fu movies gave him some help. What was really sad was that the Sensei seemed to know that the dude was mentally ill, and decided that he wanted to teach the guy a lesson about processing about being a "10 degree".
Well, I was only kidding. Yeah, and for a homeless guy he seemed pretty athletic, but thought he was only sparring. Perhaps he realised to late his opponent was fighting for keeps ..Even if at some point int he fight he did realise, I don't think he was the type with the killer instinct that would have seen him dig deep and fight back hard.
Fighting is a funny thing, there seems to be levels we are prepared to go to when fighting. I remember many many years ago I got in a fight with a guy and I threw this guy on the bonnet of a car and started pounding him. Soon after his mate and a woman jumped in and both started hitting me from behind. So I had to stop my attack and make some distance to now take on all three of them. While I was doing that one of them grabbed a garden shovel, the woman started coming at me so as to distract me so the other two could launch their attack, one was looking for an opening to hit me with the shovel. This woman was throwing all types of crazy hooks at me so I jabbed her in the face and after doing this was close enough to the guy with the shovel whom I successfully wrestled it away from him and then they all fled. The woman went inside and grabbed a knife and by the time she had come back about 10 police had arrived and surrounded the place and they arrested the woman. I almost got charged over that fight but was able to talk my way out of it.
But anyway, my point was, at some point in the fight I went from yeah, let's throw down and may the best man win to I am now ready to kill anybody who touches me. That was the first time I realised even when fighting we hold back, our humanity prevents us from completely letting go in a fight, until we snap, like hulk hogan used to do back in the day.
