Sifu Jack Man Wong was and still is my teacher and guide in Chinese Martial Arts. For those who know, he is the highest level instructor of Kung Fu and Hsing Yi in this country and is on a par level with William CC Chen of New York in Tai Chi.
I am beyond grateful for his instruction and friendship, and my students reflect this gratitude back at me for the high level instruction I am able to offer them.
Many people interested in Kung Fu will ask me about the contest that Sifu Wong had with Bruce Lee. It is true that Sifu Wong crossed paths with Bruce Lee, the two having a fight/test of skill/debacle that both men apparently regretted having.
The two most widely known versions of the story have been put forth by Sifu Wong and Linda Lee. Both are considered to be subject to a lack of objectivity, Linda for financial reasons, Sifu Wong for reputation.
I know Sifu Wong would rather be remembered for his excellence as both an instructor and a practitioner of Chinese Martial Arts than this fight. I can remember waiting for a table in an Oakland Chinatown restaurant with Sifu Wong when the owner of the restaurant, an older Chinese man, approached me.
"You study Kung Fu with Sifu Wong?"
"Yes."
(Miming a two-handed sword stroke)"Oh, he's so powerful. Very famous..."
"Yes, he's..."
"He's very famous for his kindness to all people."
The restaurant owner was right. Sifu Wong had a multi-racial class that he delighted in. In 14 years of being in his class, I never saw him engage in any sort of behavior other than a willingness to share his art with any honorable, interested student, REGARDLESS OF RACE.
Sifu Wong will rarely discuss the fight, but did so on the odd occassion. I believe his story, as it most accurately reflects what would happen in a real fight.
Linda's story reeks of the sort myth-making one would expect for someone who is interested in profitting from her husband's legacy, the financial incentive being astronomical when one considers how much of a cottage industry has sprung up around Bruce Lee.
On one level, her story lacks credibility, primarily by painting Sifu Wong as a racist who did not want the Chinese Martial Arts to be shared with Caucasions. By mythologizing Bruce Lee as the man who opened up Kung Fu to non-Chinese, she has ensured a steady cash flow from an unsuspecting public who doesn't know any better.
The horror of all of this is that it was done at the expense of a good hearted Kung Fu Master, one who was more than willing to restore his reputation about the fight by inviting the general public to watch a rematch for free (this was issued in the Chinese Pacific Weekly shortly after so-called details of the fight were publicized). For whatever reason, Bruce Lee opted not to meet Sifu Wong after the publishing of the invite for a second public match.
The following article is the only intelligent discussion I have read about the fight. Most of the articles published previously are by Bruce Lee devotees paraphrasing Linda Lee's story without interviewing any of the witnesses.
One person who knew Bruce well enough to see him that day after the fight corresponded with me when we first posted this article, writing:
At no time was RACISM ever a factor in the fight!
The fight came about because of Bruce Lee's big mouth - and his constant criticism of the "Gong-fu" being taught in SF's China Town!
This is the content of the challenge letter - delivered by a "second":
"Dear Mr Lee; We understand you have a set of hands called Wing Chun Pai! We have a representative who would like to exchange hands with you!" (Wong refused to kick Bruce, which the article details.)
Bruce Lee's exact words to me - I wrote them down over 32 years ago!
In all honesty no one won the fight!
He (Wong) made me look bad!
He (Wong) had no Class!
The fight lasted 20-25 minutes!
Myths die hard, if at all. It is my hope that Sifu Wong's legacy will be one based on the truth and not the need to deify Bruce Lee, whether for profit or the reputation of his art.
"BRUCE LEE’S TOUGHEST FIGHT"
by Michael Dorgan
(from Official Karate, July 1980)
Considering the skill of the opponents and the complete absence of referees, rules, and safety equipment, it was one hell of a fight that took place that day in December.
It may have been the most savagely elegant exhibition of unarmed combat of the century. Yet, at a time when top fighters tend to display their skills only in huge closed-circuited arenas, this battle was fought in virtual secrecy behind locked doors. And at a time when millions of dollars can ride on the outcome of a championship fight, these champions of another sort competed not for money, but for more personal and passionate reasons.
The time was late winter, 1964; the setting was a small Kung Fu school in Oakland, California. Poised at the center of the room, with approximately 140 pounds packed tightly on his 5’7" frame, was the operator of the school, a 24-year old martial artist of Chinese ancestry but American birth who, within a few years, would skyrocket to international attention as a combination fighter/film star. A few years after that, at age 32, he would die under mysterious circumstances. His name, of course, was Bruce Lee.
Also poised in the center of the room was another martial artist. Taller but lighter, with his 135 pounds stretched thinly over 5’10", this fighter was also of Chinese descent. Born in Hong Kong and reared in the south of mainland China, he had only recently arrived in San Francisco’s teeming Chinatown, just across the bay from Oakland. Though over the next 15 years he would become widely known in martial arts circles and would train some of America’s top martial artists, he would retain a near disdain for publicity and the commercialization of his art, and consequently would remain unknown to the general public. His name: Wong Jack Man.
I am beyond grateful for his instruction and friendship, and my students reflect this gratitude back at me for the high level instruction I am able to offer them.
Many people interested in Kung Fu will ask me about the contest that Sifu Wong had with Bruce Lee. It is true that Sifu Wong crossed paths with Bruce Lee, the two having a fight/test of skill/debacle that both men apparently regretted having.
The two most widely known versions of the story have been put forth by Sifu Wong and Linda Lee. Both are considered to be subject to a lack of objectivity, Linda for financial reasons, Sifu Wong for reputation.
I know Sifu Wong would rather be remembered for his excellence as both an instructor and a practitioner of Chinese Martial Arts than this fight. I can remember waiting for a table in an Oakland Chinatown restaurant with Sifu Wong when the owner of the restaurant, an older Chinese man, approached me.
"You study Kung Fu with Sifu Wong?"
"Yes."
(Miming a two-handed sword stroke)"Oh, he's so powerful. Very famous..."
"Yes, he's..."
"He's very famous for his kindness to all people."
The restaurant owner was right. Sifu Wong had a multi-racial class that he delighted in. In 14 years of being in his class, I never saw him engage in any sort of behavior other than a willingness to share his art with any honorable, interested student, REGARDLESS OF RACE.
Sifu Wong will rarely discuss the fight, but did so on the odd occassion. I believe his story, as it most accurately reflects what would happen in a real fight.
Linda's story reeks of the sort myth-making one would expect for someone who is interested in profitting from her husband's legacy, the financial incentive being astronomical when one considers how much of a cottage industry has sprung up around Bruce Lee.
On one level, her story lacks credibility, primarily by painting Sifu Wong as a racist who did not want the Chinese Martial Arts to be shared with Caucasions. By mythologizing Bruce Lee as the man who opened up Kung Fu to non-Chinese, she has ensured a steady cash flow from an unsuspecting public who doesn't know any better.
The horror of all of this is that it was done at the expense of a good hearted Kung Fu Master, one who was more than willing to restore his reputation about the fight by inviting the general public to watch a rematch for free (this was issued in the Chinese Pacific Weekly shortly after so-called details of the fight were publicized). For whatever reason, Bruce Lee opted not to meet Sifu Wong after the publishing of the invite for a second public match.
The following article is the only intelligent discussion I have read about the fight. Most of the articles published previously are by Bruce Lee devotees paraphrasing Linda Lee's story without interviewing any of the witnesses.
One person who knew Bruce well enough to see him that day after the fight corresponded with me when we first posted this article, writing:
At no time was RACISM ever a factor in the fight!
The fight came about because of Bruce Lee's big mouth - and his constant criticism of the "Gong-fu" being taught in SF's China Town!
This is the content of the challenge letter - delivered by a "second":
"Dear Mr Lee; We understand you have a set of hands called Wing Chun Pai! We have a representative who would like to exchange hands with you!" (Wong refused to kick Bruce, which the article details.)
Bruce Lee's exact words to me - I wrote them down over 32 years ago!
In all honesty no one won the fight!
He (Wong) made me look bad!
He (Wong) had no Class!
The fight lasted 20-25 minutes!
Myths die hard, if at all. It is my hope that Sifu Wong's legacy will be one based on the truth and not the need to deify Bruce Lee, whether for profit or the reputation of his art.
"BRUCE LEE’S TOUGHEST FIGHT"
by Michael Dorgan
(from Official Karate, July 1980)
Considering the skill of the opponents and the complete absence of referees, rules, and safety equipment, it was one hell of a fight that took place that day in December.
It may have been the most savagely elegant exhibition of unarmed combat of the century. Yet, at a time when top fighters tend to display their skills only in huge closed-circuited arenas, this battle was fought in virtual secrecy behind locked doors. And at a time when millions of dollars can ride on the outcome of a championship fight, these champions of another sort competed not for money, but for more personal and passionate reasons.
The time was late winter, 1964; the setting was a small Kung Fu school in Oakland, California. Poised at the center of the room, with approximately 140 pounds packed tightly on his 5’7" frame, was the operator of the school, a 24-year old martial artist of Chinese ancestry but American birth who, within a few years, would skyrocket to international attention as a combination fighter/film star. A few years after that, at age 32, he would die under mysterious circumstances. His name, of course, was Bruce Lee.
Also poised in the center of the room was another martial artist. Taller but lighter, with his 135 pounds stretched thinly over 5’10", this fighter was also of Chinese descent. Born in Hong Kong and reared in the south of mainland China, he had only recently arrived in San Francisco’s teeming Chinatown, just across the bay from Oakland. Though over the next 15 years he would become widely known in martial arts circles and would train some of America’s top martial artists, he would retain a near disdain for publicity and the commercialization of his art, and consequently would remain unknown to the general public. His name: Wong Jack Man.
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