Judo Club Crawl was one hell of an experience for me. Once again, I was forced to be a mascot (The last time, I was a dracula, didn't have the photos cos my bloody OGL ran off with it), this time for the NYP Judo Club. I wouldn't really want to tramatise you, but what the hell, might as well give you another thought to have when you sleep at night.
I might enjoy having a good time describing to you what the costume is like, but a more surreal experience would be good, so here it is:
me with a pose
Now let me relate to you the message that comes out of the costume upon wearing it (According to my President).
"This costume, depicts Optimus Prime, a robot. I name it Mecha-Judoka (What the hell is that?). The purpose of this robot representing NYP Judo Club, is to tell everyone, that anyone, and everyone can take part in Judo."
If I tell that crap out in front of the mike, the whole crowd would be Rolling about on the ground, laughing their arses off. I was already walking like a robot, because of the limitations in my suit, and as a result of that, I can't even do an Ukemi in this outfit.
Although getting the audience is one thing that can keep my emotions high (this suit got many babes going "Holy Shit, look out behind you! A traffic policeman", and guys trying to punch and kick the guts out of me), I was soooo happy I got to hide my face in a mask, and my eyes in a translucent pair of glasses.
judo us... capish?
me with judo flag
me and kendo guy
Amazingly, the publicity that I took to task managed to get in a lot of people, including a bunch of babes that seem to be from some dancing company! Wah seh... good things could be happening at the club real soon...
Monday, July 12, 2004
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