Brandon^ wrote:
Counting from grade 8 till now i've lost only one fight due to a cheap shot. Never knocked out.
I'm not going to count school year fights because of hormones, emotions, and immaturity. Most of them never lasted long enough to do any real damage and none resulted in medical attention (ok, maybe neosporin and a bandaid).
However, I was in a couple of fights after turning 18. The first was when I was 19 and a buddy and I were jumped by 6 skinheads. Fought them off and ran our asses out of there. Racists are only brave when they have the numbers.
At 22, leaving the bar after last call, I stumbled into someone on the way out, bumping into them ever so gently. I quickly apologised but the other person was having none of it. Guy threatened to kick my arse outside. I was drunk and having none of it so I apologised again and walked away. Dude followed me outside, ranting and raving, started shoving me. His pals and mine kept telling him to drop it. Dude was about 6'2" and looked like he weighed about 230; I am 5'5" and at the time weighed about 120. He was apparently too drunk to let this shite slide so he shoved me into the outside wall of the bar, talking shite and name-calling.
[Have you ever seen that Eminem video where he & Dr Dre act as the conscious of various protagonists? Or that Dave Chapelle bit where Keeping It Real Goes Horribly Wrong? Yeah, it was something like that...]
Looking back on it, I think made the wrong decision but hey, I was 22 and drunk and it was 2am and eff this guy for shoving me into a brick wall. I straightened myself to be as tall as possible and bam-bam-bam got three quick hard hits into the guy, dropping that mofo like the fat sack of crap he was. No one knew what to do. I walked off with my friends, leaving dude's friends to take care of him. I'm just glad it didn't go sideways.