Belt: White.
Summer 2010. I'm visiting my little bro, the Brown belt in San Diego, and he takes me to train at his regular Friday night class. It's taught by instructor Leticia, who I later find is a world champion, and oh, there's a photo of her in my copy of Saulo's book, Jiu Jitsu University.
Anyway, it's a traditional, old school class, meaning they're warm-ups and post-warm-downs are killers. I do the drills with my little bro, and roll with him. He goes easy on me. Then I roll with another White, and hold my own, even though I've only been to a couple classes back home.
But eventually, she gets me in a stupid, simple, arm bar from her guard and I tap. Tap #1.
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