Author: Steven Hatfield ![]() Oh my Dear Sheppy, Ah, what a delight it is to receive such fervent declarations of your undying fascination with the illustrious figures of myself and Bret Gordon. Your unwavering dedication to daydreams and nocturnal musings about our captivating personas has, undoubtedly, reached the pinnacle of peculiar admiration. However, it pains me to inform you, dear devotee, that your passionate overtures for communication find no reciprocal sentiments in our hearts. While your eccentric expressions of love are entertained, they shall remain unrequited. You are more than welcome to continue basking in the warmth of your oddly profound adoration, but let it be known – we shan't be partaking in this peculiar connection you so desperately seek. As for your conspicuous efforts to beckon my attention, today, in a moment of unparalleled magnanimity, I offer you this one and only response. It appears you've struggled to locate me or Bret, a feat that seems perplexing for someone of your purported god-like status. Perhaps a visit to Bret's educational establishment or a sojourn to the fine state of Ohio would have served as a more direct approach to proving your divine prowess. Alas, your silence during my recent visit speaks volumes, and I leave you to your spirited conversations with the walls. Fare thee well, oh ardent admirer, until our paths cross in the realm of happenstance. In the unlikely event that you summon the courage to pursue your most profound desires and meet us face to face in a suitable environment, the outcome shall dictate the terms of our engagement. Should fortune favor our endeavors and victory grace our judo prowess, you graciously commit to the expunction of all statements ever made about Bret and me, accompanied by a public apology acknowledging our triumph. Conversely, in the regrettable scenario where either Bret or I succumb to your evidently godlike judo skills, we willingly and publicly concede, acknowledging your superiority while humbly admitting that our own judo acumen pales in comparison. May the judo gods guide you in your endeavors, and should you choose the path of actualization, let the outcomes dictate the course of our future engagements. In a recent twist of irony, I found myself in the sunny embrace of Florida, a mere 45 minutes away from your purported domain. Alas, despite the geographic proximity, your unwavering commitment to the judo community failed to materialize into action. Not a whisper nor a shadow of your judo policing presence graced my endeavors or those of Bret. Allow me, in my judicious wisdom, to draw a parallel. Much like the judo police diligently pursue wrongdoers, you, my dear challenger, seem hesitant to apprehend your alleged perp. The analogy falters, for in true judo policing fashion, one ought to pursue justice with zeal. However, your actions, or lack thereof, suggest a narrative less about community guardianship and more about the frailty of your ego – a fragility that extends to matters of stance and mobility, of course. In the spirit of judicious inquiry, if policing the judo realm were your true pursuit, one would expect you to fervently pursue your alleged wrongdoers. Yet, here we are, the judo criminals left to roam free, and your stance and mobility seemingly compromised. As the curtain falls on this theatric discourse, I leave you with a parting jest: May your ego find the strength to endure the judo trials, just as your stance and mobility may find reprieve in the shadow of self-reflection. Regards, Your Wandering Judo Enthusiast Steven Hatfield
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