This was written in my head in the middle of a fencing match... brilliant, I know. And then I wrote it down before I went to bed in the evening. Enjoy!
The smell of sweat fills your nostrils as you pull the helmet over your head.
“Pre. Alle.” The referee says, and the match has begun. Your opponent lunges at you, and you move back and parry, but he disengages and lunges again, attacking your sword arm. The touch is his. Back to the starting line. Another few words from the referee, and you’re off again. Eyes focused on your opponent’s sword and arm, you bite your tongue in concentration. A balestra. Lunge. Parade. Degagement Alonge. Marche. Battement. Touch. The score is 1-1. Only four more to go, you think, moving back to prepare yourself for the next point, whether his or yours. Beads of sweat are beginning to form on your forehead, and you close your eyes briefly to wish for a way to wipe them off your face. Time after time, touch after touch, the match continues. The score is 3-4, with you in the lead. You remind yourself not to let your guard down, even though a win is in sight. Marche. Alonge. Lock their sword. Down to the toe. Touch! You have won the match. Tearing off your helmet, you salute and shake your opponent’s hand. After unhooking yourself from the wires, you pull your glove off of your hand and partially unzip your jacket.
Okay, so I didn't really need to edit this one... but I like it so much, if anyone took it...
2 comments:
So do you usually win or loose? And how many matches to do fight each practice?
It depends on who's there... for both questions. That day was one I won most of my matches... everyone there was beginner Epee.
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