FreeFlier wrote:If a bear outweighs your car, you need a bigger car . . . one that actually meets collision standards
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Every current car I know of weighs over 2000lb/900kg . . . even the old VW bug exceeded that.
--FreeFlier
Male grizzly bears are reported to weigh up to 1700 pounds.
The Smart Car weighs in at around 1800, and it seems to do pretty well in collision tests. It's a bit heavier than a grizzly, but not all that much so.
I suspect that a grizzly would probably be able to take a Smart two falls out of three, or better, in either Greco-Roman or MMA.
Years ago, a co-worker told me of her camping trip into Glacier National Park, which is definitely bear territory. Camping there is highly regulated, for the safety of the campers. You have to have a specific authorization to be at each back-country campsite you will use, on specific days, and follow specific precautions with your food and supplies. You're given a permit tag for each site, which you must attach to your tent ropes each night. Rangers come through regularly, checking tags, making sure you are authorized to be there, are safe, and that your food is in the supplied "bear boxes" or slung up in a tree as required. No permit tag? Wrong site? Food stored incorrectly, or outside of storage when you are not actually preparing and eating it? Out you go, same day, no excuses!
Arlene said everything went well for the first few nights. Then, at about two in the morning, they heard something big come pushing through the brush and walk up to the tent. There was a bunch of snuffling, the tent shook as something struck the ropes. The side of the tent bulged inwards, showing the shape of a large clawed paw ("about the size of a dinner plate"). The tent relaxed, the bear moved away a bit, there was a bunch of furious noise for a while, and then it faded away.
At first light they got out of the tent and checked their site. Their food bag had been pulled down from the tree-and-rope and torn open, and most of their food was gone.
The bear had also torn the permit tag off of the tent rope and (apparently) eaten it as well.
"We packed up, hiked all the way out in one day, and I'm never going back to Glacier!" was the end of the story.