The Pain Train: Decsi (HUN) v Ibragimov (RUS)

We’re back! This time I’d like to just spend a few quiet minutes appreciating the force of nature that is Tamas Decsi’s long attack. Based on post-match interviews with people who’ve fenced him, I understand that in terms of sheer lethal inevitability, it’s somewhere between a pouncing Siberian tiger and an oncoming avalanche.

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What a way to close a bout.

Let’s look at some more in slow motion, just because we can:

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Ibragimov was not happy.

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No escape.

Goodness me, what is he doing with his feet here. He’s a good Hungarian boy, he can’t possibly be crossing.

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Not that it matters: That attack is as terrifying as the irreversible passage of time.

The full match is here. Bout of the tournament.