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way. It's just gonna be a lot of wrestling, and I know better than to go in exhausted."
    I let out a little laugh assuming he was joking around, but he didn't laugh back. "I didn't know you were a wrestler," I said. "You mean like John Cena?"
    That made Chris bust out laughing. "That's hilarious!"
    "What?" I said. "You said you were going to wrestle."
    "I did say that, but what I meant was that I was going to do some Jiu Jitsu. I just refer to it as wrestling because it's similar in a lot of ways. I guess grappling would be a better way to describe it."
    "I have no idea what that is," I said. "Are you talking about high-school wrestling with the tights?"
    "It's more similar to that than Hulk Hogan wrestling for sure."
    I stared at him from across the console.
    "Have you ever seen UFC?" he asked.
    "Cage fighting?"
    "Yeah," he said. "Jiu Jitsu is the form of martial arts you see happening when the guys are down on the ground. It basically looks like they're just rolling around if you don't know what you're looking at."
    "Are you talking about the stuff where they're trying to choke each other?" I asked. "Some guys at my high school were into that. They wore these shirts that said Tapout and walked around putting each other into headlocks and stuff."
    He laughed. "Yeah, it's the same stuff, but you pretty much want to avoid any high-schoolers with Tapout t-shirts on."
    "Yeah, those guys were crazy," I said.
    I lived so close to Miller's that we were already at my apartment. He pulled into the driveway. I was still perplexed by the fact that Chris participated in a sport like that. He was a small, soft-spoken guy, and I would never in a million years have thought of him as someone who liked beating people up.
    "I thought that sport was pretty brutal," I said.
    He put the truck in park and turned to face me so we could continue our conversation. "I can see how you'd think that if you don't know anything about it, but those guys are elite athletes. They know what they signed up for."
    I stared at him, still unable to come to terms with the Chris I knew doing something like that. "So, you're a fighter ?"
    He laughed. "No, I just train Jiu Jitsu for fun and for exercise. I train at a gym with a bunch of fighters, but I don't do any striking."
    I smiled and shook my head. "I just never dreamed you'd be into something like that."
    "Why? Because I'm little?"
    "No, I just—"
    He cut me off. "Because Jiu Jitsu's made for little guys… and girls. Girls do it too. The whole idea is to use technique to overpower an attacker—even if they're a lot bigger than you. Think about it… what's the most compromised position you could be in? On your back right? If you were being attacked and someone had you on your back, that would be a nightmare, right? Well, I'm totally comfortable on my back. I could easily defend myself from lots of compromised positions. I could devastate someone twice my size from my back just by using Jiu Jitsu techniques."
    His words brought me back to what a nightmare it could be for someone to have you on your back. My palms started sweating and my heart started racing at the thought.
    "It's a perfect sport for small guys," he said, not picking up on my sudden nervousness. "It's actually an intellectual sport—like a game of chess. It's just a matter of outsmarting your opponent."
    "But it's good for self-defense?" I asked.
    He laughed. "It's the best thing you could possibly know for self-defense," he said as if that was obvious.
    "And you said girls can do it?"
    "Oh yeah, there are tons of girls at the gym. I think it should be mandatory for women. There are a lot of sick-o's out there, you know."
    "I know," I said before sitting there in silence for a few seconds.
    "Do you want to try it?" he asked. "Because you can come to the gym with me sometime and check it out. That would be great because I think I get a break on my membership if you decide to sign up and I refer you."
    "Easy now, I'm not sure that's my thing