My nephew Michael—who is 10 years younger than me—used to be a most formidable full contact Karate fighter, before he got old. His only apparent weakness was that he would sometimes allow people to drive him back into the wall. Big, tough guys especially.
He’d be backing up, and backing up. They’d be advancing.
All at once he’d launch himself off the wall like a piston. And suddenly his opponent would find himself confronting a flurry of fist and foot and momentum and surprise. Wielded by a fighter who knew how to use all of them effectively. I watched him pull that dodge on fifty people, if it was a one.
Remember that the next time you think you’ve got somebody’s back up against the wall.