MUSEUM OF SPORT KARATE

TALES OF THE OLD SENSEI

The stories you are about to read are true and are as accurate as the old sensei remembers. There are many lessons to learn at an early age and this is one of many. This lesson is the lesson of friendship and the many doors that a true relationship offers over the years. This story spans over a thirty –one year period and tells how life truly goes in circles but mostly how the martial arts brings together the true masters. This story is called,

“The Leo Fong Martial Art Connection”

I have gathered my Black Belts to watch the movie “KILLPOINT,” a film that stars Mr. Leo Fong, a martial arts Living Legend. I just received it in the mail with an autograph cover. Mr. Leo Fong was one of my first heroes when I came to the mainland. My students and I are looking forward to watching some of the best to be karate stars on screen like Steve “Nasty” Anderson and Linda Denley just to name a few but most of all, I have gather my Black Belts to teach them a sport karate history lesson and talk to them about how I met this great martial artist – Leo Fong.

It is 1974 and I have been fighting in the mainland now for over five years and built a small reputation for being an all around type of competitor. In the seventies not many Black Belts did three divisions, fighting, Kata and weapons .I wanted the respect and I decided to give it all and in my eyes it paid off. Black Belt judges were coming up to me asking who I was and where I was from. I would proudly say “HAWAII!”

I had not won a major event yet but I was placing seconds and thirds behind the top competitors of that time. Back then competition was fun and exciting – even losing was a thrill because you were building the legacy that would last a lifetime. One of the first books I paid for as reference of knowledge was Leo T Fong’s now famous “Sil-Lum Kung Fu.” What drew my interest: it was a soft style and it translates as “young forest” simply meaning to be able to be flexible and like a young tree, bend with the wind. I was fascinated it was just the opposite of what I have been told to do since I was a kid training in Hawaii – knock them down and go straight forward , hit first, hit last, go for the knockout!!!, ….evade?, dodge?, counter punch?, move in circles all the time?. I found an uki (partner) and starting practicing what was in the book.

It was new and it was fun!!

I had read the 1970 Black Belt Magazine article on Leo Fong’s life and I was impressed with his attitude toward fighting and his background as a kid being subjected to racism and how he overcame the racist surroundings he was in. I wanted to learn Sil-Lum but because of my traditional karate background, I was never in the kung-fu circles or around that atmosphere of teaching, so his book became my source of learning. I would practice all the techniques in my mind and with my uki. I was getting better with my hands and expanding my mind learning kung-fu.

It was a secret, only because back then you did one or the other. I remember one of my Shito-ryu buddies saw my worn out, beat up Sil-Lum book and started on me asking me all these questions. Like, is that why I ‘m fighting different lately? And why do you want to box all the time?

Meeting the All-Time Greats!

My first encounter with Grand Master Bob Wall was at the Long Beach Internationals, and he was bigger than life. I had watch “Enter the Dragon” at least a thousand times or more and he was the super bodyguard and bad guy, and he was very good at what he did but what I liked the most was those black and white footage of Grandmaster Wall breaking and being struck by Tadashi Yamashita with bricks and boards being broke over his body!!! THAT WAS FOR REAL!!! One of the reasons I started breaking was the inspiration that I got from watching that black and white footage.

The majority of the public doesn’t realize that BOB WALL was a great fighter as a Black Belt on the national karate scene. He was one the circuits stars – he has won or placed in every major karate event in America through his career and was known as one of the super brown belts along with Mike Stone and Al Gene Caraulia. He was an instant hero in my book of memories and he would play a major contributor later in my career. So now I had two new heroes besides my Hawaiian Heroes that were here already on the mainland, Ed Parker, Al Dacascas, Ted Tabura, John Natividad, and my biggest hero was Mike Stone.

Through conversation I had heard the Black Belts talk about that Mr. Chuck Norris was forming a new karate League, THE UNITED FIGHTING ARTS FEDERATON LEAUGE and the first tournament was going to be in Ohio.

Where is Ohio?

I had just been in the mainland a few years and never competed out of California. I heard Mr. Norris was bringing in some important judges and one of them was Leo Fong – and for some reason, I felt I needed to compete. It would be my first out of state event since I moved to the mainland. In my mind if I could win an important event, in front of important judges, I would have the confidence I needed to work even harder to win the next event!

I had no car, no contacts and no money for a plane ride or bus. I decided to hitch hike cross country. I drew a map of destination, found the small town of Warren, Ohio (I believe that was the city) and started my journey on Thursday morning – leaving North Hollywood. Back in the ‘70s, hitchhiking was sort of safe – I mean, a lot of people did it and I had no other way to get there. My only concern was time. I was taking a big chance: I had to be across country, four or five states, in two days and by 10:00AM Saturday morning for Black Belt Kata and weigh-in. I wish I knew then what I know now because I was passionate about sport karate and I made decisions from the heart and not the mind.

I really can’t remember all the rides and super cool people I met. I do remember it took six rides from California to get to Ohio and that Saturday morning was real tough: not only was I still far away from the event but it was snowing. I had never seen snow. I had not even carried socks with me, just my karate stuff and tennis shoes. I remember how cold it was: I was in a pain I have never felt before, it was so cold it hurt to breathe and I was running late.

THE REST IS SORT OF A BLUR!

1975 FIRST UNITED FIGHTING ARTS CHAMIONSHIPS, WARREN, OHIO

Professor Gary Lee being disqualified in a early Texas Tournament for excessive head contact.

The man in the car thought I was nuts because I was screaming about the time. The event started at 10:00AM and it was 10:15 or 10:20 Saturday morning. God bless him – he took me to the doorsteps of the arena. I ran to the ticket booth and asked if competition had started and I saw the answer with my own eyes. Mr. Norris was lining up all the Black Belt kata competitors and I did not want to miss that division –that was half the reason I hitchhiked out here (the other half was to fight).

I remember begging the lady to please send a note down to the floor to Mr. Norris to ask him to hold the division because I had hitchhiked from California to compete. The judges were already sitting down and I knew I had blown it. The lady thought I was crazy – she almost called security until she realized that I was sincere. The lady took my note and gave it to a runner who took it down to Mr. Norris.

Those seconds between the runner taking the note and Mr. Norris saying I could compete were like hours; it was intense.  Then I got the okay and they were waiting for me. I had to dress in the hall way and run down the steps in front of everybody. I got to the floor and said thanks but then a lady came up to me and said “you have to go first!!” Whoaaaaaaaaa! What happen to random order? Flip the cards? Well, because they had held up the division for me, I had to go first!

Okay, okay, I’m ready, this is what I came for, this is my ring and God brought me here for a reason!

I looked at the line up and I did not know any of the Black Belts. There were around twenty competitors. I am sure they were all great guys and good Black Belts but in my heart, no one trained as hard as I did and I know no one hitchhiked to get there, but most of all I wanted this division really bad!

Then it happen,

I looked at the judges and got scared to death, I mean I was really nervous. If I remember it right, sitting on the Black Belt board were Ted Volrarth, a Vietnam veteran who did spectacular self-defense demos around the world, and my childhood hero Al Dacascas, he is acknowledged for being the first kung-fu fighter in the blood and guts history of sport karate and his demos were awesome to behold. The hero of my kung-fu memories, Sifu Leo Fong, who had secretly taught me Kung-Fu through his book Sil-Lum and Aaron Norris, who was one the best point fighters ever but is mostly known for his stunt work in movies and TV (He would later become one of the best action directors in Hollywood).

It was the first time that I saw Chuck Norris, he was special, you could tell by the way he walked and talked. I didn’t even think about it until after the tournament but he could have said no instead of yes and I would not have had this story. I knew his history – he was a great fighter and warrior of the blood and guts tournament scene and he was a real champion. His eyes were what stood out to me and he had kind eyes.

These were the important judges I wanted but going first in this competition was a drag.

Focus, Kime, don’t look at the people, look at their combined history, look at their knowledge, tell them the story, do the Kata the way you were taught in Hawaii and win or lose, you did your best, focus, focus, focus, THESE WERE THE THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH MY HEAD!!

I remembering doing USU and tying for third place out of twenty competitors. I came back and did a Japanese Kata NI JI SHI HO and won, taking third place. That was great after all I had been through.

I was still cold from that white stuff that I had never seen before (snow) and all that worry about getting there on time had stressed me out to the max but now I could do what I do best and that is fight.

I remember winning three fights and walking out with third place. I won the last fight with a dropped kick to the groin (now illegal in most karate circuits today). The techniques used in the seventies would devastate a lot of opponents today just because back then we meant to stop you with one technique and we trained very hard to learn that one punch or kick. Our attitude as warriors was simple, I will buy you a coke, maybe lunch, heck, I will even buy you dinner but it is war when we step into the ring, with respect always, respect had to be in the ring for the contact level was high and the classiest competitors had the control but could nail you at any time! Let’s just say it was scrappy.

I still have those trophies today beaten, battered and broken. They were black and had a hologram design down the middle. They sit on my office wall and visitors come into my office and asked about those beaten tore up broken trophies. I just say it was a day that I met my heroes and just can not let them go. I guess I will keep them forever.

I stayed in Ohio one more day because I was so fascinated by the snow and the very cold weather. Sleeping in the greyhound bus station that night, I realized that I had gone to an extreme state of mind to be here and I wondered if the rest of my career was going to be as complicated as this adventure. The next morning, I packed the two third place awards in my duffle bag and before I headed back to California, I also stopped by a five and dime store to buy a pair of socks.

I didn’t know how many states this snow would last and my feet were cold.

The year was 1982 and in America if you were a warrior, you were chasing those KARATE ILLUSTRATED MAGAZINE POINTS. I was still chasing those first places but now it was even harder: you had George Chung, John Chung, Cindy Rothrock, Peter Morales and a slew of other great performers who always took first in their respective divisions but the most excitement was always the GRAND CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE TOURNAMENT.

The GRAND did not give you points but what it got was the respect of the competitors. The unwritten law: they were the best at the event – period. No questions asked, decided by the best karate form judges in America. JOHN CHUNG was my personal favorite – I would get goose bumps watching him and then had to go out and compete against him (talk about pressure).

LEO FONG and RON MARCHINI would produce the TOP TEN NATIONALS in Stockton, California and I was living in Texas chasing points from all around the country. A few of the Texans were traveling too, like JIMMY “Gato” TABARES, AL FRANCIS, RAYMOND MCCALLUM, TIM KIRBY, TROY DORSEY, ZIP WHITE, AL GARZA, and of course Living Legend LINDA DENLEY.

My very first sponsor was the Hilton Hotels and I was treated very well: first class airfare, entry fee paid, hotel room, food expense and clothing. I wore a little patch in front and Hilton in big letters on my back.

On the flight to Stockton, I met JEAN FRENETTE and this was his first karate tournament in America and his first national event ever. JEAN FRENETTE LATER BECAME ONE OF CANADA’S GREAT FORMS CHAMPIONS. He was so nervous, so I gave him all my best tips on winning and we became fast friends that weekend.

Mr. Marchini picked us up at the airport and was very kind to us. He even walked me to my room and carried my luggage for me – I was very impressed. Jean and I hung out at the bar telling war stories with the VIPs but Saturday morning it was all business.

Seeing Mr. Fong again was a delight. I don’t know if he remembered me from back in 1975 but I just thought it was cool to be competing in his event. I lost to Jean Frennette and Cindy Rothrock that day and it was another hard fought third place. And I still have that short red Top Ten third place trophy next to my SIL-LUM book.

Well my next encounter with Mr. Leo Fong would be in 2005 in Tarzana, California. I had just finished performing at the BLACKBELT MAGAZINE FESTIVAL OF MARTIAL ARTS at UNIVERSAL STUDIOS-HOLLYWOOD. Grand Master Wall had invited my son and I to work on some projects for World Black Belt. One of the most enjoyable people I‘ve had the pleasure to meet was the new Marketing Director for World Black Belt, Mr. Adam James.

After a couple of days working in the World Black Belt offices, Adam asked us out to lunch, and he said he was inviting his instructor and World Champion John Chung and his wife. You will never guess who Adam’s instructor was … MR. LEO FONG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was excited I would finally get to just talk to him, one on one and got to ask all the questions I‘ve had bottled up all these years. He was very polite and I could feel his chi – it was strong. I felt like the luckiest martial artist in the world to be here at this time, this place and this moment.

Life does go in circles

Well, not only did I have sushi with my forms hero JOHN CHUNG but the SIL-LUM Kung-Fu instructor himself GRAND MASTER LEO FONG, A LIVING LEGEND who taught me from his book thirty one years ago. But you know what was the most exciting part, I mean knock your socks off part, was having my son meet my heroes and to teach him the lesson of making a friend that will last him a lifetime – that was priceless.

A fan