Fist Fight...

[Skew]

We all are a bunch of pussies.

When the season starts, I'm going to have to delete this thread when we all turn into internet tough guys in the smack forum.

[TheRealDeal]

None of you have gotten your asses kicked? Hard to believe...

I used to get my ass kicked every day for about 3 years when I was a young kid by an albino mexican and two black guys. Literally every day at school for 3 years I got jumped because I was the only white kid around.

After the kids slammed my head repeatedly into my dad's car when he decided to pick me up from school one day, we both had enough and I learned to fight the next day. Started training boxing as well as some other stuff. By the time I was ready to handle myself, we moved out of the ghetto and into a predominately white neighborhood where kids didn't fight.

The last "street fight" I was in was probably in high school with one of my friends who became a duesch. He had Napoleon syndrome hard and wouldn't settle for me not fighting him. He wasn't happy when it was over.

I think I've thrown punches in HS sports games but no real fights as they get broken up quick.

My street fight record might be 1-45634 but those 45634 were a long time ago and things are different now. :D

[PanthaSan]

Pantha San needs to attend the ATL game with us next year Salty.

yes!!

:lol:

It would be even better (or worse) a couple of my Army buddies live in or near ATL. Real tough guys. We served together through 80% of our careers and have gotten into and out of plenty of scrapes.

They are Foulcunt fans but I don't hold that against them. But they start hitting the "shine" at about 8 AM for a 10 AM game...

[Hawk]

I'm a lover, not a fighter!!!

I too have never punched another person in anger, which is probably a good thing...for them!

I'm more of the kind of person that will cool any confrontation by either talk...or I'll simply grab the other perp and slam them against the wall with their feet up in the air! It's never failed me yet. I don't like pain, so have no desire to get punched, but I've often wondered the damage I would do if I seriously punched someone in the face!

[SOJA]

this year my girlfriend and I were walking down Franklin St. in Chapel Hill. For anyone that has been there you know it is loaded with bums asking for money. Well we are walking down the road and pass one of the bus stops. A clearly drunk man comes up to me and starts talking to me. My girfriend tries to talk back to him, and I tell her to just shut up and keep walking, talking back never leads to anything good. Well turns out this guy continues to follow us and continue to tell us his story (drunkenly spitting on me the entire time), and I learn his name is "E.T." and he is a rapper. Of course, he asked me to buy one of his cds. I politely decline in a thousands different ways without actually saying "No". Finally we get to the busiest intersection on Franklin where Spankys, Top of the Hill, and Qdoba all meet. Were about to cross the street and I finally just say, "Look man I'm really sorry but I just don't think I'm interested."

Well I know immediately this wasn't going to end well. My girlfriend and I know, that I kind of have a temper sometimes and that for me I was actually handling the situation pretty well. Well, in his drunken stupor he didn't notice this, nor care. He immediately becomes furious, and says "You don't fuging care, fug you." and punches me in the stomach.

This sets me off into red-alert mode. After he punches me he immediately backs away about fifteen feet, still yelling at me. I start to walk toward, doing my fair share of cussing as well. My girlfriend freaks out and grabs me, begging me not to fight him (thank god she did, I probably would have got my ass kicked or gotten stabbed). Well like I said we're on Franklin and a crowd of people, not just students but families and kids have crowded around us. I said something to the effect of get a fuging job you bum, and left.

I have never been more mad, yet relieved nothing happened to my girlfriend. I can handle a cheap shot to my stomach. If he had touched her I would have been livid.

Moral of the story, Cops are never around when you need them, but always when you don't (saw three walking home later), and if your around bums don't make eye contact and don't talk to them.

So while I probably "lost" my last fight, I'm happy something worse didn't happen

[Mr. Scot]

Full contact martial arts sparring was back in college.

Last actual fist-fight was probably in junior high (didn't really fight all that much).

Came close in high school. Guy I couldn't stand had annoyed me to the breaking point. I jerked him out of a car and had him on the ground with my fist raised. Probably would have busted him pretty good with how I had him, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. One of my friends pulled me off fairly quick, but I likely wouldn't have done it anyway.

(guess I'd become too civilized by that time)

[GritsRgreat]

I drink busch and slap my gf around every night

[Darth Urious]

Never really been in any real fights worth mentioning... The only time that comes to mind was freshman or sophomore year in high school...

It was a stormy day outside, so they opened the gym up for people during lunch... Some friends and I had formed a circle and were playing hackysack with my own bag (lol, not a euphimism, I swear!)...

Anyways, some of them were jocks and decided it would be more fun to try and play basketball with it... I didn't want to, as lunch was about over with anyways and I was gonna head back towards class...

One of them grabbed the hackysack from my hand and thought it would be cute to play keep-away with it... So we basically got into a little scrum over it, which was part wrestling match/part fist fight in front of a gym full of highschoolers... It lasted all of 5 minutes and nobody really won anything except attention for being a dumbass that would fight over a hackysack...

Only other time I can recall was in middle school... Coming back in from an outside PE class, a kid tripped me as we walked up this hill... I don't recall what it was that set me off so bad, but all I remember is seeing red as I got to my feet and I punched him square in the side of the head... It knocked him out for a few seconds, which scared the poo out of the PE teacher... My only punishment was 100 pushups, so it wasn't that bad... lol...

[Darth Biscuit]

:lol:

It would be even better (or worse) a couple of my Army buddies live in or near ATL. Real tough guys. We served together through 80% of our careers and have gotten into and out of plenty of scrapes.

They are Foulcunt fans but I don't hold that against them. But they start hitting the "shine" at about 8 AM for a 10 AM game...

Well I think what me and Salty were thinking was that you could go with us as a protector so we could talk sh*t and you could back it up. :D

[Hairless Cat]

1985 at the Lighthouse Bar just outside the back gate of NOB Newport, RI. It was a good one - it was sort of started by me - cleared the whole bar out - me and a first class electricians mate who was in my division against all comers - we got rescued by a couple of portugese girls who lived in Fall River. It was like a movie- wed just run out of the bar chased by about 20 drunk sailors from the USS Miller, and they pull up in a car and tell us to jump in - which we did. :D

We spent the night at their apartment - I slept on the couch ;)

all my good fights happened when I was in the navy - ahhh the memories.:)

[Panthro]

I've never really been in one I started. Usually I'm jumping in to save a friend. I usually can talk myself in and then back out of situations. THey want to kick my ass then somehow become my drinking buddy...dunno. Back in college was probably the last time. Guy called my friend something you'd only here at Bob Evans and I've been told I drug him outside and wiped the gravel up with him.

Damn that shot wheel at the Goat.

[Hawk]

I've never really been in one I started. Usually I'm jumping in to save a friend. I usually can talk myself in and then back out of situations. THey want to kick my ass then somehow become my drinking buddy...dunno.

I get that often as well.

and believe it or not...for you little fugs out there, not Panthro....but being a big guy in the bar is a pain in the ass...like walking around with a big target on your back!!!

[Darth Urious]

you'd only "what" here at Bob Evans?

...and why are you currently posting at Bob Evans?

[pstall]

i always would rather fight a big dude because you had nothing to lose. if he beat you, you could go well look how big he was. but a dude smaller than you was always a tough choice.

lose and you get railed on for years.