Vincent Laforet
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Aug 11, 2008 02:16 PM

Photograph by Vincent Laforet for NEWSWEEK
The
word "Judo" is derived from the Japanese meaning of "the Gentle Way."
Relative to Chinese Throwing Stars and Nunchucks, sure the sport must
look tame to the true hard core Bruce Lee fans. But word to the wise:
should you cross any of these Judoka in a dark alley, drop everything
and run like hell! Just look at that Olympic move in the frame
above—now that'll leave leave a mark on just about anybody I know!
Seriously,
while the athletes I photographed today were incredibly disciplined and
sportsmanlike, the last place you ever want to find yourself is in the
death grip of any one of the Judokas. More to the point: avoid any
close contact with them if at all possible—especially if it involves
your face. I saw quite a few foreheads split open today. So many in
fact, that I became an expert on predicting just how long it would take
for the blood to gush out. Once you witness the clear and painful
contact that leads to the pro-forma halting of the bout, you may start
your countdown: 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi, and just
like clockwork, on 4, blood will squirt out onto the mat. In spurts.
It's really quite a sight.
Ange Mercie Jean Baptiste
(ironically, her two first names when translated mean: Angel and thank
you in French) of Haiti (below) was obviously a veteran at this. As
soon as her forehead was split open and without missing a beat, she
turned to the judge to pause the match so that she could do her thing
in peace.
Photograph by Vincent Laforet for NEWSWEEK
You'll notice the perfect timing on my part on capturing that little special "splash" when one blood drop meets.
Photograph by Vincent Laforet for NEWSWEEK
This
is a violent sport, people. If little Johnny or Sally comes home asking
to join the Judo club one day, I'd recommend you steer them towards the
kinder gentler sports of table tennis or badminton.
Photograph by Vincent Laforet for NEWSWEEK
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