After class last night, my man Mersh came up to me and handed me something. He said, “The minute I saw this at the NAGA tournament, I knew it had your name written all over it.”
Hmmm…I wondered what it was. When I got in the car, I opened the bag and unrolled the shirt. It said, “NAGA’s Mr. Armbar – Submission With A Slight Bend In The Elbow.” How awesome is that? Of course, now I feel like I owe it to him to throw in a few more armbars here and there.