A Sceptical Mind

So, some of you probably already know this, but for the few who don’t: I recently got married! For that reason, I have decided to write a few blog posts detailing some of the activities surrounding these events, starting with one of the obligatory activities before ones wedding: The Bachelor Party!

On the July 4th 2009 I woke up, made some coffee and, as I remember it, took out a melon for breakfast. Everything seemed normal. Sara was at work, but she’s always at work Saturday morning until noon, so nothing odd about that. In general nothing much seemed out of the ordinary, so I was a bit unsure if this was the day the bachelor party was going to take place. But then, at 11 am, 4 guys stood outside my door with breakfast and an irritating camera pointing at my face. These guys were: Michael Dahl (the best man), Wel Rachid, Mads Noe and Morten Slot Kristensen. (later on Lars Bo Brink joined us – he was initially unsure if he could join because of work).

After having eaten we took Wel’s car to Event Company on Katrinebjergvej, where it was time for massive fighting! Basically, what they’d apparently thought of was, that given my love for violence and brutality, beating at each other for an hour seemed like a good way to go.. So we started out with sumo-wrestling wearing these silly giant foam sumo-wrestler outfits and fighting each other in a top-down tournament style ending up with two fighters up against each other for first place and braging rights. These two fighters?: Morten Slot Kristensen and myself – evidently also the two guys with most martial arts experience (not that kicking or grabling is much of an option when you’re wearing a giant foam suit). Each fight was 3 rounds, and best out of 3 won. As I recall, Morten took the first round after a lot of pushing each other around and trying to get on top of each other. Second round was taken by me after having thrown Morten behind me and landing on top of him for the takedown..but sadly, the last round was taken by Morten who then effectively became the winner of the sumo-wrestler challenge. Oddly enough actually, it did seem as though martial arts and/or military experience seemed to dictate the outcome, with Morten being the most experienced (my guess: 10+ years), myself (6 years experience), Wel (military experience), Dahl (some Karate experience some years back), Mads (no experience to my knowledge) and Lars Bo (also no experience to my knowledge).

After the initial sumo-wrestler fight, I did however get back at Morten in a gigantic fist-fight with giant foam gloves (that were extremely heavy). None of us wanted to give up the fight, that basically kept on until one of us called it quits. However after having taking a shitload of blows to the head, Morten eventually feel to the ground having bitten his tongue after I hit him with a hard frontal blow.

Last but not least we gave a mechanical bull a try to see who could stay on the longest. As I recall the score at the end was:

1. Morten – 54 seconds
2. Michael (me) – 49 seconds
3. Dahl – 48 seconds
4. Mads – around 30 seconds
5. Wel – around 20 seconds
6. Lars Bo – no score (he didn’t have an attempt)

At the end, most of us were extremely tired and a few of us were somewhat beaten up. When Morten beat me in the first challenge, he gave me a few marks, just for me to remember  him defeating me. We documented it below just because it looked fairly cool:

That bitch Morten used nails

Not sure who gave me that - probably Morten

So what about the rest of the day? Well, first we just took something to eat and drank a few beers.. you know – the obligatory stuff. Then the guys had planned something relaxing on top of the fighting – going in to see a movie! Specifically: Public Enemies! By far one of the greatest movies I’ve seen this year. I love their film technique and how they use sound so beautifully to make every shot out so much more intense – it’s well worth the 90 DKK (about 17$) the ticket cost. (even though I obviously paid nothing.. bachelor party you know..).

After this, we went back to my apartment where we drank a shit load of beer, a bit of wine (at least me and Morten did before we passed out), grilled and for some reason watched a shitload of Jackass on MTV. Apparently people hurting themselves becomes extra funny when alcohol is involved – who knew?

So all in all – a great bachelor party! I thank all of you guys who were there and all who helped to plan it. I’ve been told finding the date was more than a bit tricky, especially because I forgot to tell Sara about a belt graduation at the Shotokan club.. something she wasn’t especially happy about. But in the end you got it done and everything went fine. Even though only a few of the invited peeps were able to come that day, those who came made it a fantastic day. Thank you!

Just a few last pics from the evening before I shut up!: