Unfortunately Yes Ive been in a fight
No I've never got in the situation
Yes
no Im a lover not a fighter
Never been in a real fight. Have had to control drunk people who thought they were fighting me but I knew better... My intimidating presence keeps people from attacking me, and my fear of injuring them keeps me from attacking them.
Have been in play fights in a dojo but thats not fighting...
Ride fast or be last.
need a pole option for being smacked and not fighting back.
(10 islanders trying to steal a car off two scrawny white guys, call me a pussy but I think I did the smart thing by getting out of there!)
Just one "real one".
At a bottle store, me and a friend (and his girlfriend) on our way to another mates 21st. We were 19. Some younger guys in a car say something to my mate, so he walks over to them, suddenly he's surrounded by 6 guys who look like they're pileing in.
I dump my glasses and go charging in. No idea what's going on, but there's lots of scuffling. (When stuff moves fast my brain can't keep up. (Get off the bike, you say?))
So I find myself with one of the other guys in front of me. I've got him held by his jacket, one hand on each side, and he's pushed up against a power pole.
He's got his arms free and he's whacking me on the side of my head. Bang. Bang. Bang. (Because of the way I was holding him, he couldn't get a straight punch in).
But really, I don't want to hit him. Not so much fear of being hit back, I just don't want to punch someone. (I think.) I'm staring right at him, and thinking through my options. All I come up with is: I fold up one leg behind me and fall backwards, pulling him down with me. I think I figured if we were both on the ground the hitting would stop.
It kind of worked, because from the ground I looked up and my mates girlfriend is yelling at us both, and we both just stand up and kind of cool down. Then I run over to my mate, on the road with four guys kicking him, and they just slink off back to their car.
Later I had to give a statement at the police station. They made these guys write a letter of apology to my mate, who'd laid a complaint.
The funniest bit was the way the cop had written my description of the "fight".
Somewhere in a filing cabinet somewhere (actually, probably dumped after all these years) is a statement, supposedly made by me, saying "I fell to the ground to stop him hitting me".
Geez.
Measure once, cut twice. Practice makes perfect.
...never been shy of gettin the first punch in...realised back when i was around ten or so that gettin stood over was for jessies...won a lot, lost a lot...still ready to go...most epics ive had over my life have been the foundations of good friendships, down the track...then again, i am a lightweight ginga viking...spent the odd few hours locked up for being a beligerent twat...wouldn't change a bit of it...if my boys or girls ever came home moaning about bullies etc, they got the standard flannel...dont moan about it, do something about it...bring back swords and honour...played rugby til i was 48, ran on for a senior team at 44...thick or what...
Hmmmmmmm. ..... proudly a yes vote, no explanation required.![]()
Classic this one
Stephen
"Look, Madame, where we live, look how we live ... look at the life we have...The Republic has forgotten us."
Unfortunately as a matter of my employment I often find myself facing individuals who are looking for a fight or who are actively trying to beat the Be Jesuuuus out of some poor sod.
Generally I try to reason with these people but every now and then you get a "P" or alcohol fueled LOON that no amount of reasoning can help, at this point being able to defend myself without really inflicting injuries is a god send
I once worked with a chap who on more than one occassion used a Christmas hold
on larger individuals to great effect![]()
[QUOTE=CAMSec;1130050225]...never been shy of gettin the first punch in...realised back when i was around ten or so that gettin stood over was for jessies...won a lot, lost a lot...still ready to go...most epics ive had over my life have been the foundations of good friendships, down the track...then again, i am a lightweight ginga viking...spent the odd few hours locked up for being a beligerent twat...wouldn't change a bit of it...if my boys or girls ever came home moaning about bullies etc, they got the standard flannel...dont moan about it, do something about it...bring back swords and honour...played rugby til i was 48, ran on for a senior team at 44...thick or what...[/QUOTE]
"Or what" definitely not thick mate![]()
Always fighting as a teenager.......mostly brother, father and next door neighbor, but it was never my fault....... yeah right
Not so much as an adult though!
I once got punched several times in the head by a chick, after trying out a new pick-up technique and of course didn't fight back.Pick-up technique was successful though
and spent 4 "violence free" years together.
Only other violent confrontation, was when a drunk attacked my partner (she was bar manager trying to diffuse a situation). No punches thrown, but I grabbed him by the throat and dropped him to the ground. A few words exchanged and I let him up. I had to, because his (also drunk) Mrs was stomping on his face with her stiletto's, while attempting to remove my hand from his throat
Fighting sucks!
Nunquam Non Paratus
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