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When I was in gr.6 I fought these 5 gr.5s at once, Tbh they were fucking weak as hell, so its not really all that impressive, they were all smaller than me by a little bit and the most of them that simultaneously attacked me was 4 but I managed to throw them off of my body (they were trying to weigh me to the ground, felt like a beast throwing them all over the fuckin place). Just walked away from that one after a bit because it was pathetic.
Been in a lot of fights, to many to count, I have too much pride and I have to pay for it with pain. Sometimes I'll get into a fight and I'll know I can probably win and I will just run away or back off, and if they try anything, I'll do a quick takedown or a fast move to let them know that I don't fuck around. Usually works.
As far as outnumbered fights go, with the exception of the above, I always run from outnumbered fights, there is always a weak link to break through, if you want to run. Just get really pissed all Goku style and then just roar and explode through whoever looks weakest, even if they're all strong, and keep going.
Sometimes people try to follow me so I just book it and I can usually lose them. I had this guy and his 4 buddies chasing me cause they were trying to start shit, so I booked it and got to the library, but their leader/instigator was still behind me, so I found a chain nearby (old dog leash) and started whipping him pretty bad. He pissed off after that.
I don't recommend fighting, just like everyone else in this thread. Being able to swallow your pride and be a "Pussy" is what is right, it takes a real man to not give in to that hatred and annihilate some shit talker, if you fight them you are on their level.
And for fucks sake, people need to stop hitting each other in the head, its practically code for "please beat the shit out of me I'm so goddamn annoying and arrogant", nothing pisses me off more personally and I don't know any other guys who disagree. Even light slaps, I don't care how light it is, that type of stuff starts fights all the time.
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i have not been in a fight but my real life friend was in a fight due to some pressure and they were going at it my friend was 16 and the other guy was 17 and he had a knife and my friend did not. So the guy stabbed him in the arm and stomach. He survived tho, but still has scars.
Lesson learned : Dont get in a fight you will never know what will or could happend. no one knew for fact that the other guy had a knife and it was only untill we realized it was too late to prevent injuries.
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On December 10 2010 09:32 RoosterSamurai wrote:Show nested quote +On December 10 2010 09:30 THE_DOMINATOR wrote:On December 10 2010 09:26 BROotogy wrote:On December 10 2010 07:51 statix wrote:On December 10 2010 07:40 MrMotionPicture wrote:
I haven't been in a fight, which is probably good for me. 5'9 and 115 lbs. Heheh brazilian jiu jitsu is the martial art for you my friend...hell id recommend it to everyone Lol why would you recommend BJJ for street fights? When you can bite, pinch, do all this kind of shit BJJ is really ineffective. if you wanna learn how to street fight take krav maga Street fights are no longer about martial arts, but rather about getting your friends to gang up on the other person.... Unless you're a martial art master, you're just going to get ganged up on by 5 or 6 guys.
Way to research things before posting.
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On December 10 2010 18:29 THE_DOMINATOR wrote:Show nested quote +On December 10 2010 09:32 RoosterSamurai wrote:On December 10 2010 09:30 THE_DOMINATOR wrote:On December 10 2010 09:26 BROotogy wrote:On December 10 2010 07:51 statix wrote:On December 10 2010 07:40 MrMotionPicture wrote:
I haven't been in a fight, which is probably good for me. 5'9 and 115 lbs. Heheh brazilian jiu jitsu is the martial art for you my friend...hell id recommend it to everyone Lol why would you recommend BJJ for street fights? When you can bite, pinch, do all this kind of shit BJJ is really ineffective. if you wanna learn how to street fight take krav maga Street fights are no longer about martial arts, but rather about getting your friends to gang up on the other person.... Unless you're a martial art master, you're just going to get ganged up on by 5 or 6 guys. Way to research things before posting.
What he said is true in certain parts of the world.
On December 10 2010 18:25 Hewin wrote:
i have not been in a fight but my real life friend was in a fight due to some pressure and they were going at it my friend was 16 and the other guy was 17 and he had a knife and my friend did not. So the guy stabbed him in the arm and stomach. He survived tho, but still has scars.
Lesson learned : Dont get in a fight you will never know what will or could happend. no one knew for fact that the other guy had a knife and it was only untill we realized it was too late to prevent injuries.
This is precisely the problem I have with most MA. They have different techniques for different situations, yet you can never really know what you are running up against. That guy might have empty hands now, but he might have a knife in his pants.
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I'm not a fighter (I'm only 1.7m tall, weigh less than 60 kg), good at fencing, bad at brawling. I've had a few BJJ lessons, but only the basic stuff, like how to do a few chokes etc.
Once a guy on drugs pulled a knife on me, and although I had actually learned how to disarm someone at my BJJ classes, it's a lot more difficult if he isn't weilding his knife in slow motion for practise purposes. Needless to say I did the only sensible thing and ran for it. Which, imo, is the best way to deal with all street fights.
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I was twice in a fight, no both sides of the punch. The first happened in high school, when a jerk tried to beat my head into a huge metal pipe for no reason. I've got so angry that I've punched his left ear. Accidentally he had deaf-aid which broke into his ear and was bleeding like a mofo.
The other where I was beaten badly happened during my first week of the college. I was walking home midnight alone on the street of the main building of the college when three huge boneheads were coming. They asked me some random questions and for light. When I said I don't smoke, the guy in the back just stepped forth and knocked me in the face. Ofc I dropped down in shock and pain, tried to size up my injuries (are my teeth all right, is my nose broken, am I bleeding?) when they grabbed me and threatened they gonna kill me right there. Fortunately they left me there and I somehow got home!
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I wasn't in a real fight for over 2 years, but before that i got in several small fight. I was lucky that i never got any very serious injury, even when i was very close to it. The most serious fight was when the whole bar went nuts (about 20-30 people). It began with two groups of people arguing over some stupid shit (as always). It was intense because i was part of one group (celebrating friend's birthday) and the other group were friends of my ex-girlfriend. I grounded one of those guys because he attacked me and then tried to cut the fighting between people, but it is very hard to split group of 8-10 people fighting in a ball where fists are everywhere....This ball felt on a table and knocked over all the drinks and shit, which resulted in more people joining the fight because they were pissed as hell. So as i am trying to cut it off, more poeple join. I got several hits in the body, then chin, and elbow from guy that wasn't even trying to hit me put me on the ground. I crawled away and not tried to end the fight anymore. Then the bartender ran in with a cue and broke it over one guy's head and started yelling as fuck and after few more hits the fight stopped. I gotta say i was pretty lucky because 2 of my friends ended up in the hospital and i got away with fractured wrist (didn't know this for 3 days), couple bruises on body, broken tooth, swollen mouth and teared lip. The only positive thing was that my ex took care of me after that and i spent the night at her place. Somehow the incident got her very emotional and horny and we had the best sex we ever had.
My friend from Russia was telling me about fights in Russia and it has to be crazy there. He got in fight all the time. Basically every 1 of 3 times you go in bar or club - you experience a fight.
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Yep. A few. I only do even numbered fights (or just what I consider overall, "Fair," fights). Most of em start as a result of people talking shit/sport events.
I've never lost, I hope that I don't anytime soon.
I rarely regret them, as I always give several warnings before I actually stand up and say that I'm going to kick their. And I only start them for good reason and always give the other guy the first hit.
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Got in alot of fights including vs people who trained, kickboxing, muay tay, Jits, etc
In all of them kicked, their ass so badly it was embarassing.
I guess i have a fighting gene.
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Half the time the guy with more determination wins.
It's no use if you could theoretically knock out someone with 1 kick/punch if you don't really want to do it. The guy that wants it more or just does worry less wins most of the times (if not grossly outmatched).
FFS i saw 170 cm cm guy knock out a 205 cm guy with one punch, he really had to jump up :p
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I've been beaten up like 3 times very badly before, been in a fair fight once.
Most recently I got circle stomped late at night @ a grave yard by about 10 thugs. The punches to the face and head weren't really the worst of it. The worst of it was when I was on the ground and getting kicked in the ribs by steel toed boots.
And about 2 months prior to this I got robbed when I was parked in my car minding my own business. There were two thieves, and one of the thieves tried grabbing me and pinning me to the seat while the other one yanked my wallet. I had bear mace in my trunk and I immediately got out and tried to open my trunk so I can could spray those mother fuckers. But before I could get to my trunk they pushed me into my car punched me in the head and smashed my head through the window. Well not through the window exactly... but the window was cracked until I tried to defend myself and swung furiously in a daze missing the window and fucking up my hand. The fuckers got away with about 300$ cash
I don't like fighting it's stupid and solves nothing.
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Btw do you guys feel the Adrenaline Rush , ready to kill mentality and super pumped up ?
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Fight #1: Grade 2 or 3?
Not sure how it started but a bunch of older people were up watching it. I ended up in top position full mount and the only thing I really remember vividly is grabbing his balls. I don't know why I did this.
Next four fights between gr 4-5 were with my best friend at the time. He always annoyed the shit out of me by talking shit, trying to act tough, or do some other random stuff so I would always beat the shit out of him. I was a pretty big asshole I know. Speaking of which, there was one time where he came to my house after he had his penis circumcised and for some unknown reason I decided it would be funny to kick him in the nuts.
I had a group fight in grade five once. Basically me and three of my friends had some beef with some other kids at the school and it ended in a huge fight. You can call it elementary turf way. It was pretty wild.
Had another fight in grade 6 with another good friend of mine (one of the friends who was fighting in the group fight). He ended up grabbing a fake cigar out of my mouth, I got pissed so I punched him in the face. Small scuffle ensued till the teacher broke it up.
Next fight happened in grade 8, again with one of my friends. Anyways, I was sitting behind my friend during silent reading, and I can't remember why we fought, but he must have said or did something I found offensive because I went ape shit. I forced him to get up from his desk, started pushing him, and then threw punches. All of this happened in front of the class. They probably thought I was crazy.
My last fight happened in grade 9. My two high school friends and I walked by one of my friends from middle school. He kicked dirt on my jeans (Donno why) I got pissed so we started scrapping. I ended up on top of him bashing his face in until an old lady walked by screaming for us to stop.
Yeah I was a pretty big asshole when I was younger.
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Yes about a year ago. I was at a club and one of my cousins was really drunk and one of the bouncers at the club was kicking him out. I caught a glimpse of him getting escorted out and came outside to see my cousin aggravating the bouncer. The bouncer called for backup through his radio and as soon as they came they started wailing on him. Even though I knew my efforts would be futile I jumped in and tried to do as much dmg as I could. I got my ass kicked though =(.
When your getting jumped by a lot of guys it isn't as painful as getting beat up by just one guy. Maybe it's because you're not expecting the impact.
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what a small world.
the guy you fought is my roommate and I was in his corner for that fight ^_^
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I've trained in Muay Thai for 10 years and BJJ for 2 years. When I was in 7th-9th grade I got in a lot of fights at school and I got suspended quite a few times for it. As far as regretting them, no I don't really regret them because they taught me something. I think the major thing to focus on isn't so much that I got in fights, it's why I did. Unlike most people (probably?) I didn't get in fights because I was actually mad at the person. I've only gotten into one fight when I was actually angry. I fought to make myself popular; at 7th-8th grade no one is exactly mature and getting into a lot of fights makes u a "bad boy"and "cool" etc. I'm not really proud of that reasoning but I think that does go to the root of most fights. IMO, most fights that actually occur (i mention "actually" as in not one of those situations where someone's being an idiot saying racist stuff or whatever but someone walks away instead of getting into it) are caused by peoples' overblown egos. Guys like to act like the "tough guy" and get in a fight and be like "oh hurr durr yeah man i been in plenty dem fights n I always win em too"
When I was a freshman in college, I was looking for a place to do martial arts; I ended up having a couple "street fights" but they were always friendly--people would ask me if I wanted to fight since I had two pairs of gloves and people knew I was a fighter. We'd always part as buds and that's actually how I made quite a few friends. However, I got in trouble for these little streetfights once--not because I was doing them, but because we got a crowd and it was late at night so people were yelling and stuff a lot--they pissed off an RA and a campus cop. Of course, only me and the guy I was fighting were called in even though we didn't make any noise. Luckily, the cop was a former wrestler and this particular bout was a wrestling match (I'd do wrestling, bjj, muay thai, boxing, anything-goes, basically anything they wanted. I let them define the rules) so he got us both off with a really minor warning about "being loud during quiet hours". After that, kept doing the fights but I did them in a more underground sort of way. We'd agree to meet somewhere at some time and go there alone or only with a few other people who wanted to fight. Sort of "fight club" style in the beginning of the movie before they made a club. Ironically, that's how my fighting experience evolved as well. A guy who went to my college who used to train at some local MMA place heard about my fights and asked if I wanted to join an MMA club he was starting at the school. I joined it and I was voted "vice president of the club" because of my former fighting exp.
Long story short, this club kept going all year; it started with learning muay thai and bjj techniques and we'd always review something real quick but after awhile it evolved until it was mostly just getting together for the fights--that's what everyone cared about. Eventually, the actual founder of the club who invited me was sort of "banned" from the club for being a douche. He started out cool teaching people and stuff but he ended up just fighting to prove to his ego that he could fight relatively untrained people and/or people smaller than him and win. One night he came and he brought his girlfriend along to watch him fight and he was hitting way harder than we normally allow (we normally go about 70% or so..we try to avoid all-out powershots because that's just stupid. If someone got seriously hurt that'd be the end of the club and honestly it's just not worth it for everyone to have to get stitches every week and stuff.) Well I told him to "Dude I'm all for going hard and stuff but you're taking it a bit far man." Well, he freaked out and challenged me to a bare-knuckle no mouse guard right-there-right-now anything goes fight. This was my first opportunity for a "real" fight where both me and/or my opponent could really get hurt. Since my ego wasn't in it, and his was, I knew that fighting would be pointless and it would probably not only get me hurt, (to some extent, win or lose I'd probably have gotten hurt) but it also would definitely have been the end of the club. I decided to be the bigger man and I said no screw that this is a club for fun not an octagon and I left for that night. He was banned from the club and I was president for a short time but I let my "position" get to my head and I ended up being egotistical and rude. The presidency was then switched to a cool guy named Brad instead who was a champion lightweight kickboxer. The club strived for a long time with me as vice pres and Brad as president--but one issue I haven't mentioned was our membership situation. Probably every jock in the entire school had come through the MMA club at some point but 99% of them came for one night trying to be all baller and cool and tough and stuff and then never came again because they lost this fight or that fight to someone who actually had experience. Once again, notice the trend: ego, ego, ego everywhere. We had maybe 5-6 solid members (gained two more cool guys later on but that was much later in the year.) And apart from those people no one would come more than once or twice because frankly there's a lot of things that you can do with your time that doesn't result in a sore arm or a headache two nights a week. Most people who came only came to feed their ego by showing they could come to an MMA club and beat up a lot of dudes. But the actual members either A) had experience or B) got better and ended up much better than some guy who had never been at the club. So new people would almost always lose their fights and get all wussy and leave. Most people didn't want to actually learn how to fight or fight for the fun of it, they wanted something to feed their ego.
TL;DR
Trained in muay thai 10 years, BJJ 2 years
Got in a lot of fights in grade school
went to college and was restless so fought people semi-underground for fun (all friendly fights, mutual agreement to fight)
underground thing turned into club when a dude invited me to an MMA club which he was president of
President ended up being egotistical douche using club members to feed his ego, I almost get in a real no bars fight with him, but I don't do it; probably save myself and him personal injury and save the club's existence
Frequent members at MMA club were rare, mostly random jocks would come and try to beat people up to look tough, they'd lose to club members and never come back.
Most people don't fight for fun OR fight to defend OR fight to stand up for some principle or whatever, most people fight for their own ego--as a result most fights are actually completely avoidable.
EDIT: Note I do not mention anything about winning/losing any fights. I am not posting this to feed my ego; I am posting this to educate. Thus, I support my own conclusion and alter my moral stance to avoid this particular moralistic failure. I encourage anyone and everyone who's ever been in a fight not to be an egotistical weiner about it win or lose.
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I fought a dozen times in elementary school, but rarely after that.
Those weren't real fights btw, mostly one punch or occasionally a kick in the head and the other guy backs off.
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No need for training when you grow up with 5 brothers... good times.
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On December 11 2010 00:43 Souljah wrote:
No need for training when you grow up with 5 brothers... good times.
You too? I have 5 bros too, and a sis. :D
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On December 10 2010 07:13 Mickey wrote:
Nope. Although, I honestly don't know if I'd be able to win one unless the guy was really weak. I'm 5"7, 170 pounds, and have no martial arts/physical training.
Doesn't matter!! I used to be 5'5 and 130... That's actually the reason I CAN fight!!
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