So many good posts in this thread :tup:.
All of you deserve a good rep buffing (ooh er, nurse!) but noone has yet mentioned one of the truisms of martial arts (of the non-blended from the start variety) viz that the more experienced the practitioner becomes then the more he/she realises that what is practised is much more similar to other arts than you might imagine (at the start).
I'm sure we've all had discourses with people from other arts where after a while, covering the ground of such cliches of "Oh, karate is an iron bar and kung fu is a chain", you discuss fundamentals and realise that what you call "xyz", the other person cals "zyx" but its the same thing.
My iaido sensei is also a karate 6th dan and has more years in martial arts than I have been alive (starting from his time in the army) and his favourite allegory is that martial arts are a spoked wheel (like a bicycle). There are many spokes tracing a route to the middle and we all start at a different point on the rim but we're all heading for the same place ... the middle!
Discussions of which style is best are irrelevant when you're dealing with those arts with proper history. The newer stuff has yet to prove itself but that doesn't mean it's bad (after all MMA is the roxxorz m8 :lol:!).
I did a Jeet Kune Du influenced Lau Gar Kung Fu style for 12 years before my bike accident put paid to all that. When I started, I had a terrible snobbery about karate (embarassed memories abound of the tripe I used to talk ... "no change there!" choruses everyone
) but once I got up to black sash standard I realised the error of my ways.
Every style has it's emphasis in a different place, which is why there are different styles but in the end there's only so much you can do with the human body and if you persist in your advancement long enough then style is pretty much transended. Hard, soft, internal, external ... that's just the road (or spoke) you're on. The journeys the thing.
Anyhow, enough philosophy.
The one time I had to use what I learned was against three skinheads, all bigger than me, with keychains and broken bottles. The situation was my own stupid fault for not being clever enough to avoid it in the first place but that's by the by.
When the action started, all thoughts of style were nowhere to be found as I put into practice what I had learned, suitably adapted to what was happening. One wrist/elbow lock put on after evading a bottle thrust, to give me a 'shield' to fend off another one of them, one low snap kick to the knee (I was wearing cowboy boots on cobblestones so nothing fancy) to put one on the ground, a little extra twist on what I was holding on to break it and throw him at the chap I'd been fending off whilst I ran like mad (straight to the police station I might add).
There's nothing there that
any art would not prepare you to do. I'm sure that our fellows in the military or law enforcement could give better examples but I hope you get my point. It wasn't my
style that got me out of it, it was the fact that I'd
trained and reacted below the level of thought.
One last 'Mr Miagi' emphasis, I do reckon tho' that if I'd done things right, I shouldn't have had to fight at all because I wouldn't have been caught out like that in the first place.