The 1999 CBJJ Pan Am Jiu Jitsu Championships were held in Miami, Florida. We were excited to have our first exposure to an actual competition.
It was a disaster.
In order to compete at CBJJ events, you had to be at least a blue belt. Jorge decided that Pablo would be our lone representative to compete. So he entered at purple belt. A few of us went to watch but when we arrived, it was chaos. There was no schedule posted, there was no logical order of the divisions or weight categories, and all announcements were in portuguese. So, we sat, watched, and waited. For 14 hours. We had arrived at 9am and Pablo did not step on the mat until 11:30pm. He fought and won his first match, and then, thankfully, he said he he wasn't staying to continue. It was just too late and the day had been too long. We learned later that event ended around 4:30am.
Despite the poor organization of the tournament, we had caught the competition virus. Mike and I welcomed the arrival of Kelly Carter, who moved from Chicago (he was already a blue belt under Carlson Gracie Jr.) and the three of us formed a bond where we pushed each other in training and supported each other in competition. Around this time too, Jorge stopped referring to the academy as a Carlson Gracie School. I don't remember why this was discontinued, but we needed a name. I made the suggestion to Pablo to use his last name in order to have a clear identitiy of him, his dad and the school. Thus, Team Popovitch became the official name of the competition team.
In 2000, the CBJJ Pan Ams were held in Kissimmee FL, just outside Orlando. Pablo, Mike, Kelly, Jorge and I traveled the 3 hours for the weekend competition. The event was better organized than the previous year, but was still rife with problems (we stood in line for weigh ins for about 7 hours.) But it didn't matter, we were finally competing. Mike, Kelly and I all went at Blue Belt and Pablo fought at Brown Belt. I can't recall the specifics of everyone's matches, all I know is no one medaled. My first match lasted about two minutes as I lost by arm bar. That defeat only fueled my desires to train harder and compete more.
Our training certainly intensified. The school was growing and we were now training just as much without the Gi as we were with it. Our sparing sessions were becoming very competitive and Jorge was instrumental in making sure we were paired with each other to keep this competitive spirit alive.
Jorge also started allowing us to stay late to train, then lock up for the night. He began to trust and believe in us to take care of each other and the school. Belief and trust were cornerstones of Jorge's philosophy. He frequently said "you have to believe" during our training. His message was simple and direct as he attempted to instill confidence in all of us. After all, we were going to be representing him in competition, so he was going to make sure that we represented him well. It was not until years later that I discovered that his message was two-fold: First, you must believe in Jiu Jistu, its techniques, movements, and philosophies, because its value had been tested and confirmed time and time again. But, he also meant that you have to believe in your Jiu Jitsu. To know Jiu Jitsu was good, but to do Jiu Jitsu, your way, was better. He said to me one day that knowing 100 techniques was nice, but using ten techniques, which you favored, over and over until no one could stop you, was much better.
As I have mentioned, our competition opportunites were scarce. We heard of a organization called NAGA that had been in business for sometime in New England. We learned they were holding a championship in December, 2000 for both Gi and No Gi. Pablo and I were the only ones who could attend, so he and I traveled to participate. This event exposed many people to Pablo and started his career to the competitor he is today.
Saturday 12/2/00 was the No Gi tournament. Because of our CBJJ experiences, we had poor expectations for the organization of the event. We could not have been more wrong. From weigh-ins to getting our medals, it was extremely well run (and still is). I entered the intermediate division at light heavy weight and had a bracket of 16. Now, what was different then about NAGA, for the No Gi divisions, is that they did not award points for positions. You either won by submission (every submission was allowed) or by referee decision, if time expired. Overtime could also be granted if the referee could not decide. I started off very strong in the event, getting a submission in my first fight, then a referee's decision in my second fight. But because the event was so tightly run, they did not give much rest in between matches. I started off strong in my semi-final match, but as it wore on, my energy slowly started to deteriorate. The match went the distance and the referee said we had to go to overtime. I managed to be the aggressor in OT and was awarded the decision to make it to the finals. But I was spent. As I am lying on the side of the mat, grimacing in pain and trying to catch my breath, the referee comes over and says I have 5 minutes before the finals. I lobbied for more time, which I have no idea if they gave me, but I got up and tried to recover as best as possible. My finals opponent was a purple belt from Brazil, who had gotten 3 straight submissions in a very short time. I summoned as much energy as I could for the final, but I could not do anything. I lost by submission and settled for second place.
Pablo had a very easy day. He entered the advanced division, middleweight I think, and easily defeated each of his 3 opponents on his way to the first place. He was the talk of the tournament. I remember he came out to his first match and was wearing only his shorts (actually they were my shorts. He had to use them because of an embarrassing suitcase mishap at the airport, but I'll save that tale for another day.) So when everyone saw what he looked like, the place became very quiet and focused on his ring. Unbeknownst to us, you had to wear a shirt while competing. A t-shirt vendor quickly scrambled, gave him a rash guard and unofficially became his first sponsor. Pablo Popovitch had arrived.
Sunday was the Gi division. I was exhausted from the day before, but I was still going to enter the blue belt division. My first opponent was Pete Sell, who eventually became a pro MMA fighter and made some appearances in the UFC (Matt Serra, also of UFC fame, was coaching him.) It was a tough match and we were pretty equal until my body just gave out and would respond anymore. I think he won by a score of 4-2. So, my day was done, but it didn't matter. I had tasted victory in only my second competition and all I wanted to do was learn, train, and compete as much as I could.
We returned from Conneticut victorious, energized and confident. As 2000 came to an end, lying in wait for us would be our golden years of our training and competition.