So, on Saturday night in Chiang Mai they have Muay Thai (Thai boxing), which according to the Rough Guide is as big as soccer is in England for Thai's. It's their national sport. So, after being hassled by a lot of people with flyers about a million times, I thought we should go for the cultural aspect of it more than anything, plus it's not just about the brutal beatings in the room, it is a very spiritual part of Thai life.
Before a match begins, each fighter prays to the four corners of the ring and then pays homage to where they are from and does the same in that direction. Then they do a dance in the ring to the music that plays throughout to show how nimble a fighter they are. Then the bout of 5 rounds of 3 minutes a piece begins and yes, they do quite brutally try to hurt each other. The fighters punch and kick and knee etc (anything but the head) any part of the opponent's body, except the balls.
So Louise had decided she didn't want to spend the night watching two people try to kick the crap out each other, so I said that if she didn't mind then i'd go on my tod. After a bit of guilt on her part for leaving me, and some reassurances that it was like that I set off for the Muay Thai.
On arriving at the Thapae International Muay Thai Stadium, my first impression was that there were a lot of farangs hanging around outside - this didn't bode well for the night, as I was trying to have an authentic evening of Thai boxing and had read that some places put on substandard Muay Thai for farangs as they can't tell the difference (Not that I would have been able to either). Never mind - you can't have everything.
I proceeded to pay my 400 baht for my "cheap" ticket (600b for the VIP entry) and and continued through the gate with my lonesome single ticket and a guide of the evenings fights. I walked down the alley, past a bar which i'm assuming cost the earth for a beer, toward an individual of questionnable sex who told the other girl to take me to my seat.
She asked how many were in my party, to which she was surprised to hear the answer that I was on my own. She shook off her surprise and told me to follow her.
She sat me down and signalled to my waitress to take my drinks order and by the time I was settled in my seat an ice cold Singha was in place and beckoning for me to get the night started.
After obliging the drinks request I reviewed the nights action on the sheet I was given and finally took a proper look around. I had been sat behind the blue corner - not a good sign as it seemed that I would miss a load of the action due to the roof support obscuring the view.
To my left who have an almost equally bad view of the action was a blonde fella who turned and introduced himself as Michael from germany. We exchanged pleasantries and the usual information came to light about how long they've been in Thailand and where else he had been etc to which i was informed that he had been travelling for 2 months and had arrived from Loas that morning, was on his way to Phai and it was also his first time at Muay Thai.
At this point the first fighters came out and started the rituals of fight. Two boys about 12 or 14 in the 102 kg division were going to kick off the action. They finished their rituals, bowed to each other and began the bout, my new Bovarian friend turned and asked who would win, I placed my sportsmans bet on the red corner due to the malicious edge to his face and returned to the action.
The two boys started with some dancing around each other much like in 'real' boxing and then they got into an embrace. Blue took a tumble and the red guy caught the head of blue with his knee and blue was gone. A quick fight but a decent first bout with some massive air kicks and some good action, but sadly only 2 minutes of the first round survived before blue met his demise.
Blue left the ring and seemed fine as he walked away - albeit with a sore head. The next fight was between 2 ladies. Sounds good, get an all round experience from it and the girla managed 2 rounds before the blue girl - who was probably a better fighter twisted her knee on the way to the floor and imediately cried out in pain. Game over - however I had just got 2 in 2 on my gueses with Michael.
We filled the time between the fights and rounds with talk in the international langauge of football and discover that he supports 1860 Munchen, Munich's other team.
On a side note I have found that people actually know who QPR are now that they are in the Premier League.
Just before the third fight started the woman who seated me at the start returned and asked me to follow her. I was worried - had I done something wrong. She explained that I had been upgraded to the VIP seats! Excellent. After checking that I wasn't expected to pay for the privilege and ensuring my new Muay Thai buddy, Michael, was included in the upgrade we followed the woman to some amazing seats. Right in the center of the ring with only 1 row in front of us.
The next fight began and in the foray of changing seats we hadn't noticed that in the ring was a woman and a young fella, about 17 or 18.
I turned to the Australian guy behind who had paid a lot more attention than us to the build up and checked that i wasn't seeing things and then continued to watch the action.
The guy clearly won the 2 opening rounds, however the woman who was clearly more experienced turned up the pressure and landed kick to the side of the guys face, which flattened him. Now we had a fight.
The woman clearly won that round and kept up the pressure for the end, but eventually theguy won. 3 out of 3 now. I should have been backing them. I quite clearly had the knack for betting on Muay Thai.
At this point the two fighters went to each other after and shared a joke about something and made me realise thatevery fight hadended with the two speaking and showing a bit of friendship and respect even though they were from different ends of the country. Even when there were knockouts, they checked that the other person was ok first before being pronounced the winner. Nice to see.
Another fight came and went, this time my prediction was well out. The mean guy with tattoos didn't triumph over the clean cut guy. Never mind.
At this point I realised that there was a live 'orchestra' playing the music that I thought was just a cd. The music was really well timed with it getting quicker when action happens in the ring and deeper when someone is being counted out, really impressive and really added to the atmosphere.
After some talking with the small group of individuals we had acrued, the most amazing thing I have ever seen in my life ensued. Six fighters entered the ring, we joked about a royal rumbled and continued to wait for them to finish what I assumed was just a parade of the young fighters that they had at the local gym.
They all knelt down and the ref started to blindfold them. What was going on? They all got to their feet, bowed to center and then the bell went. This was about to make me augh so hard that tears streamed down my face for a long time afterward.
Arms started flailing and punches were going everywhere. Amazing. It was a free for all. 6 fighters, all blindfolded and all hitting anything that they heard move - and when i say anything, I mean anything. The ref redirected any stray fighters back to the pack and gave then a forceful shove in the right direction, but the fights, all being blind, swung for him too.
This was utter chaos and I loved every second. I would have paid my 400baht for this alone.
The fight continued and a pack in the center was being patrolled by the ref and a random fatty that was walking round the edge if the ring throwing over arm air punches.
Then he met the ref, he was busy looking at someone else. He got hit, then again and eventually ended against the ropes and being punched by 2 of the fighters, falling to the floor and still being punched. Hilarious.
He escaped and directed a kick at the other guy who was punching him - sending him flying into a group of unsuspecting but ready boxers throwing punch after punch at mid air - queue referee celebration. What a guy.
The ref, still being followed around the ring by fatty, must have had enough so drop kicked fatty at the ropes right in front of us, covering us in his sweat. The guy buckled and fell to the floor. Brilliant.
At the end of the fight the 6 fighters and the ref qll lined up to take the biggest applause of the night, proceeded out only to reqppear to raise money in the form of a tip box. I am not a tipper, however on this occasion I happily handed over 20 baht (I'm not made of money) to massive thanks from fatty and his friend.
The next fight was the main attraction, and it did not disappoint.
Again there was an older guy who was tattooed and scrawny, but still built like a BSH, fighting a younger fella who had no tattoos and built more heavily, but far from fat.
Michael asked whether I wanted to place a bet on the outcome, so that whoever loses buys the other a beer after the fight. I made my choice, picked the blue tattooed old guy because he looked meaner and despite being lesser in stature made up for it with experience, plus his dance was much better. He looked double hard.
It started off as all the others and quickly became apparent that he was a wiley fighter. When Thai boxers embrace they can earn additional points by kneeing their opponent in the stomach. They block by lifting your leg to counter it. This obviously doesn't allow for blocking both sides as you still need a standing leg. The old guy did not agree with this philosophy and almosy climbed up his opponent in a very effective double blocking manouvre. Clever.
He used this to great effect throughout and for the first two rounds he was very much on top.
Round 3 and my blue fella is clearly on top - then red got lucky and a kick to the stomach floored him half way across the ring. In the rest of the round it became very apparent that red was a far better and more accomplished fighter than blue and his quality was starting to show.
It came to round 4 and very quickly bkue got floored by a heavy punch to the face and was not getting up again. Red wins and I lose. Damn it.
I didn't mind so much as it was a decent fight and it was only for a cheeky beer, so we toodled off the bar at the side of the ring and purchased the beer for Michael and I and got a free game of pool.
Finished up the beers and pool and headed off to meet Louise, Becky and Nicola.
All told it was a superb night, one that I would do again in a heart beat. It was very exciting, showed a lot about the culture and wasn't as barbaric as first thought and the entertainment in the middle is now a memory I will treasure forever.