Me? No…
It’s really shitty, but it just usually infuriates me.
I’ve gotten quite good at moving my thighs to block those shots, from years of bouncing.
Most women, will attempt to bite, and go after the crotch.
I would pull their own arm over their mouth, and carry them outside. Once I put them down, I already know it’s coming. Taking your natural fighting/defensive stance, eliminates most openings for the crotch.
I’ve actually never had a dude land a kick there.
As a general rule I’m a pretty tall guy with long reach, so if your foot is approaching my crotch, I can probably reach you first.
If you do go for my balls, or throw on me period, I will put you (and your friends,) on the ground. When we come up, you’ll be wearing cuffs, or ties…
I have researched and trained in a lot of different styles, and although I can be a devastating kicker, I have never attempted a kick above the hip. Right above the knee, will buckle ordinary men. Ground, cuff, next…
I actually wore a cup, when I worked REALLY tough spots.
It could be called overconfidence, but I got pretty good at stopping that shot, and eventually stopped wearing the cup. It was far more often, for people to attempt haymakers on me, or sucker punches to the head, than to go after my balls.
GP describes the pain well.
I have definitely been struck there before, mainly in sports.
I played football, since I was 8 years old, and my father is an ex special forces drill sergeant…
I SWEAR this is true.
When I was a boy, my father would call me to come to him.
Usually, when I was in my room and he was laying down in the living room.
Randomly, when I would approach him (not every time,) he would hit me in my crotch. Not very hard, but enough to as GP described, double over in pain and suffering.
As I would lay on the ground, he would laugh an evil laugh, and say “sooooorrrryy son…You left yourself ‘WIDE OPEN.”..
He taught me to box, and we often sparred, whether I liked it or not… And I learned early on, to always approach a person “bladed,” or in an a semi-fighting stance. Even in conversation with say a co-worker, I always have my left foot keeping inside of their’s. It can seem like we are circling, when someone tries to talk to me, if they won’t hold still.
For me, that left leg, can block, or stomp a foot of man, so I can grab him. The right, always there, to back up quickly whilst simultaneously preparing a counter strike.
It’s a REALLY bad pain, but I can ignore it, until a situation is resolved. So far….
On a side note, having balls that hurt THAT bad, is more proof that there was certainly no intelligent “design.”..