When it comes to being on the bottom end of a Jiu Jitsu roll, there are a lot of things you have to remember. Put your hand here, don’t put your foot there, turn your chin in this direction, stop weeping, remember to breathe, blah. It goes on and on. In a recent class the “quote of the day” was one which will forever simplify my bottom game:
“T-Rex good. Pterodactyl bad.”
Nevermind the fact that using any dinosaur analogy at any time ratchets up the genius level of any conversation. This is pure jiu jitsu magic. Honestly, I pictured myself as a T-Rex with short little stubby arms, big protruding belly, weird balance, big head (if the shoe fits…), and all of a sudden Brazilian Jiu Jitsu started to make sense. Seriously. All I have to do is keep my elbows near my man tits.
More importantly, I now know that if I ever approach the look of a pterodactyl, arms extended and flapping, I’m about to stumble into the land of pain and discontent. From now on, all Jiu Jitsu lessons must be taught in terms of extinct animals. It just helps my brain.
“Bridging” must now be referred to as “the saber tooth tiger mating thrust.” Get it? See how much easier that is to remember?