Custom Mouthguard by Kombat Mouthguards

There’s no doubt I want to keep doing some of this stuff, but I was having a real problem with the cheap “boil & bite” mouthguards most people use. It was impossible to talk with it in (defeating the purpose of training at times) and generally did not feel comfortable – so I decided to see if the hype was real about custom guards and go for it.

Doc Kombat here in Phuket from Kombat Mouthguards hooked me up (as well as a number of other people training here) for a significantly lower price than a similar custom guard in the States, with turn around time of two days. It fits perfectly inside my mouth and stays there, I can talk just fine with it in, and it’s custom fitted around my missing molar in the back as well.

And as a bonus, I’ve no doubt it’s one of the most intimidating mouthguards out there…

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