At the five years I've been at Renzo Gracie's, it has been fucking hilarious to see what Spike TV has recently done to BJJ. It's always the same script: A new guy comes in every week, with his freshly shaved head, blasting Hatebreed through his I-Pod, and tells everyone that he was an all-conference wrestler at some local diploma mill/community college when he went to a -take your pick (Ralph Gracie/B.J. Penn/Matt Serra) - seminar and got to spar with the said fighter. Of course the guy does so well and impresses everyone so much, the said fighter recommends him to go professional. The guy starts to train, and flips out every time he goes for a double-leg takedown, only to always land into a guillotine choke and gets tapped out. His anger rages, and he claims that the only people who apply submissions on their backs are “pussiesâ€, and that if striking was allowed, he would ground and pound everyone to death. And so on, and so on . . .