I've trained in various martial arts for about three years now but I haven't been in a fight since jr high (school yard scuffle that was really quite uneventful). Even though I literally train to fight several times a week and spar against people who fight professionaly, I couldn't imagine fighting someone out on the street just for the sake of fighting; they would have to have seriously wronged me or someone I care about.
Have any of you ever been in a street fight or some kind of scuffle at a bbq/party/sporting event/etc? What was the reason behind it? How did it play out? Do you regret it?
I'm sure a lot of you guys have some pretty entertaining/hilarious/sad/ridiculous stories so let's hear them!
I guess the closest thing I've ever had to a fight in the past few years was at a good friends party. He was turning 21 so our goal was to get him more drunk than he'd ever been in his life.
At around 2am he was already shitfaced and vanished from the party all of sudden. After a little searching we found him passed out in his bed.
"Mike, Mike, wake up DUDE YOURE FUCKING 21 YOU CANT GO DOWN LIKE THIS!" I said while shaking his shoulders wildly. (i was already pretty hammered too)
Mike gets up, grabs me (and im thinking hell yeah mike youre awake, lets get back to the party!), throws me to the ground, and starts wailing on me. The next thing I remember was having him in a rear naked choke and asking if he was ganna calm down. My other friend was like "DUDE CHILL OUT LET HIM GO!"
Mike was like "yeah dude I'm cool" and then we went to the kitchen where he started throwing up everywhere and soon after pissed his pants. We still laugh our asses off at that story every time we hang out.
lol yes, been in fights, never a good reason, and always regret it. Real street fights are extremely dangerous. Death is always a possibility. Even a great fighter can make one small mistake and get totally obliterated. Better to stick to the ring and have fun. Real fights are too risky.
On December 10 2010 05:20 StorkHwaiting wrote: lol yes, been in fights, never a good reason, and always regret it. Real street fights are extremely dangerous. Death is always a possibility. Even a great fighter can make one small mistake and get totally obliterated. Better to stick to the ring and have fun. Real fights are too risky.
Agree. I've done various types of martial arts for a total of...6 years or so...and I try my best to avoid any possible fights. They are really dangerous, you can't be sure if the other person has rules or not, you CAN die too if something goes bad. No point to get in a fight today in modern society...not to mention the legal implications.
Nearly got in a fight a few weeks ago when some rednecks at White Castles wouldn't stop calling our friend racial slurs. Had to pull one of my friends away into the car to leave. Probably best for them as we outnumbered them more than two to one. To this day I've never been in a legitimate street fight.
Actually pretty funny, I am in Martial Arts too and have never been in a real fight out in the 'real' world. Combative wise I do sparring and grappling but it makes me realize even more how dangerous fighting is. I already get 'injured' fighting for practice where there are rules and there is a code. I think the most import thing I have learned by training and talking to my instructors is that if you are ever in a position that you can't defuse by talking or walking away and you are 99% sure it comes to fighting, make the first strike count (like to a soft spot or anything) and then get the hell out.
One "fight" at a club in Barcelona called "Catwalk". I was there with three friends and two girls from my college. Some dude started harassing one of the girls, told him to gtfo. He came back and continued harassing, at which point I floored him with a cross to the right eye. The bouncers inmediately grabbed me and literally threw me out of the club onto the street after punching me repeteadly in a back room. The other guy got thrown out too, but he had a black eye and could not fight, was dragged away by his buddy. I was too drunk to be in pain but the next day I asked my friend why did my jaw hurt. Do not recommend.
When I was younger I drunkenly hit on a bouncers girlfriend (unknowingly). The bouncer came up and floored me with a headbutt to the nose. My friends took me home, mother asked why my nose was broken, told her I fell down the club stairs.
Hhaha never been in a serious one, but I watched one. My friend Louis was having troubles with a kid named Andy in like 8th grade. As Andy walked down the hallway, Louis tapped him on the shoulder. When Andy looked behind to see who it was, Louis grabbed his shirt and pulled Andy towards him, as Andy came in Louis socked him in the face. Andy feel and Louis just beat the shit out of him for like 30 seconds before a teacher noticed. Louis got in some pretty serious trouble tho
Was drinking on my porch with 2 roommates and out next door neighbor comes home, she is followed by 3 or so guys who are fucking wasted and shouting at her. My roommate, who had an obvious undisclosed crush on this girl, was drunk and got pissed so he started shouting at them. They attempted to come onto the porch, which I blocked. The guy pushed me so I kicked him in the chest, off the porch (much like in the trailer from 300) and a fight ensued. I had just got off work and had only 1 beer in me, the people we were fighting were pretty wasted, and it was not even a close fight (I'm not a big guy, but I was a very good wrestler).
When I was in 8th grade a bunch of 7th graders were stomping on a bunch of baby rabbits at recess- I tossed one of 8th graders into a brick wall, he started crying. I was happy.
In fights of various (comparably low) intensity over football events. Nothing really serious happened that far though. With most of them I was more an in-between witness than actually participating though.
Mass fighting going on is a truly fascinating thing. It shows you how wrong people really are. Give them an emotional attachment, a stressful and critical situation and the most square and boring guy will turn into a bloodthirsty maniac from one second to another.
Yeap. In a club like 5 years ago, 4 of us with 3 girlfriends and some dudes came and started forcing the girls to dance. They were like 10 or 12 and I got my nose broken in the fight. Luckily for us the club is near the coast in my city and the Naval prefecture was patrolling around and saw us getting picked apart and they came into the fight (they have guns on them and are wearing "army" clothes) so the other guys ended up running away. Would've been probably bad if that kept going on for a longer time.
On December 10 2010 05:41 IntoTheWow wrote: Yeap. In a club like 5 years ago, 4 of us with 3 girlfriends and some dudes came and started forcing the girls to dance. They were like 10 or 12 and I got my nose broken in the fight. Luckily for us the club is near the coast in my city and the Naval prefecture was patrolling around and saw us getting picked apart and they came into the fight (they have guns on them and are wearing "army" clothes) so the other guys ended up running away. Would've been probably bad if that kept going on for a longer time.
Caix?
There are always hordes of rugbiers there looking for an excuse to kick some heads in. The girls aren´t even that fly. A waste of time if you ask me.
For people who are trained in martial arts (I have some training too, not a lot though) it may be tempting to enter a street fight. Once in a while we find some stupid people who may deserve a beating, and when we are training like statix mentioned, we feel really confident. But if you calm down and thing straight, you will realize that most of the times entering a fight will not be benefitial for no one.
Once the following happened to me: I was going back home from my University. I had to cross a bridge to get to the subway station. It was about 10 in the night (after classes I practice Taisan Kung-fu, so I end up going home late). And I live in São Paulo, not the safest place.
So, when crossing the bridge alone, two suspicious looking guys about my age came in my direction. I instinctly put my guard up just before one of them tried to grab my bag. They kept asking me to give them my things. I remember I was very confident in my skills and knew I could take them in a fight. I also knew they most likely did not had a gun with them (living most of my life in Brazil thaught me to Identify such things heheh).
What happend is that by being confident about my safety, I was able to stay calm and think about what was the best action I should take. I then kept my defensive position and said I woudn't give shit to them. After insisting two or three times they gave up and went away without a fight.
I was happy they did not try to steal me, because if they did I would have to beat them. The problem is, they most likely live in the favela behind my University, and I use that bridge 5 times a week. Had I beat them, they would probably get mad, and perhaps get some friends or even a gun and wait for me the next day. I would have to change my schedule and go home another time, or by a different route. The way it went, they alerady forgot my face, and I forgot theirs.
Edit: I forgot to mention that some dude tried to steal me the following week in the same place. But I just had to say no once and he was like kthksbye
TLDR: People who know how to fight may get tempted to beat Idiots. But their skill should actually allow them to be calmer, think straight and avoid fighting when possible
I've always been afraid to get into a fight... I'm fairly small though I am decently strong for my size but I'm not sure I could keep control in an all out situation.. if you were substantially larger than me and it looked like you knew what you were doing I could by no means guarantee that I wouldn't grab whatever I could find near me (bottle, steak knife, even a pen, etc) as soon as a fight started and try to kill you.
I did freshman year in high school. Some kid started some stuff with me and we exchanged words. After class I walked out the door and he sucker punched me in the back of the head. Hit me so hard he broke his hand. Any ways, I dropped my bag and ran up to him. Got him in the muay thai plum, one knee and he was out. I was in my first month of muay thai at the time, earned me my yellow.
On December 10 2010 05:39 zatic wrote: In fights of various (comparably low) intensity over football events. Nothing really serious happened that far though. With most of them I was more an in-between witness than actually participating though.
On December 10 2010 05:48 Hoosier wrote: I did freshman year in high school. Some kid started some stuff with me and we exchanged words. After class I walked out the door and he sucker punched me in the back of the head. Hit me so hard he broke his hand. Any ways, I dropped my bag and ran up to him. Got him in the muay thai palm, one knee and he was out. I was in my first month of muay thai at the time, earned me my yellow.
Huhauhauha, if I did something like that I would get punishment from my teacher instead!
Been in a few when I was younger. Best to avoid because normally it's just drunk rage. In first year I was watching a fight, one fellow got punched and hit his head on the cement and died. Its not glorious as seen on TV.
I have never fought because being 6'3 and 220 pounds I am scared about what I could do if I got out of control. Also I have seen times when my friends start something with a few guys and a week later they get cornered by 10 guys. Not my idea of fun.
On December 10 2010 05:48 Hoosier wrote: I did freshman year in high school. Some kid started some stuff with me and we exchanged words. After class I walked out the door and he sucker punched me in the back of the head. Hit me so hard he broke his hand. Any ways, I dropped my bag and ran up to him. Got him in the muay thai palm, one knee and he was out. I was in my first month of muay thai at the time, earned me my yellow.
Huhauhauha, if I did something like that I would get punishment from my teacher instead!
I figured I would as well. My instructor is really cool though and understood the situation. I actually didn't get in any trouble either since it was self defense. The school did call the police though so I was pretty scared at the time lol.
When I was like 13 at a water park with a wave pool in AZ and this kid stole my raft for riding waves. My little sister told me who took it and I went over and told him to give it back. He refused so I grabbed the raft and pushed him under water and shook him around with it until he let go. Pretty crazy thing for me to do as I am a very calm and nice person, but I sure as shit wasn't going to pay 5$ for another raft. Good memories.
First fight was in 6th grade, when it was the first day of rec american football, and a kid tapped a ball next to my helmet, so I knock the ball out of his hands, and then we go at it. We're grabbing each other's helmets and shit. We didn't punch or kick much because we had heavy pads on. And he was two grades older than me, so I was pretty proud of the fight. The coach seperated us though.
Next fight was in 8th grade, where a kid was demonstrating some kind of choke hold or something, and he grabs my head and puts it next to locker to demonstrate, and he was actually a pretty good friend of mine, but something just ticks when someone touches my head in any harmful way even if it is just pretend, and I just went apeshit on him. I punched him in the face three times. I couldn't kick him because my legs were caught in my pants, as I was changing just then(we just came out of gym). I would have fought more, but he didn't do anything after I punched him, and stumbled back and just went away.
Next fight in the same grade, some kid says he punched hard, so I say punch me. I know, its a really dumbass thing to do, but I was in 8th grade, and had a shit of testosterone going on. So in a bathroom, he punches me, and again, I went crazy. I highkicked him in the face, and just started pounding on him. High kick learned from taekwondo btw.
All of these fights were in american schools, and I havn't gotten in a fight since. But who knows, I probably will fight again, I'm only a junior in high school.
Oh yeah, and I've almost always had some regret after these fights except for the football one. He was older than me, and shouldn't have messed with younger kids. I felt bad about hitting my friend though, and we got over it, and we're still pretty good friends.
On December 10 2010 05:57 us.insurgency wrote: Some cocky fat kid slapped me in high school so I punched him in the face. He started crying so it was over. Until he sued me.
hahaha what the f why would he sue you when hes being the jerk :D
On December 10 2010 06:01 DisBabylonSystem wrote: About 8 years ago I was in a fight accidently killed that guy.. ahh Sentenced 6 1/2 for manslaughter, served a little more than 4 1/2 for good behavoir
I'd rather die or get my ass woop'd then ever fight again.
Yes. To the ones who say fighting doesnt solve anything..... well it solved for me... everytime. Makes me wonder if I had fought more if things would be easier now.... probably. Duels should be allowed...
On December 10 2010 06:05 Holden Caulfield wrote: Yes. To the ones who say fighting doesnt solve anything..... well it solved for me... everytime. Makes me wonder if I had fought more if things would be easier now.... probably. Duels should be allowed...
I just read your name and remembered the fight Holden had with Stradlater in Catcher in the Rye. I read the book again a few weeks ago. Such a damn good book.
I used to fight a lot in middle school. This one time in 6th grade the class monitor comes up to me as I'm playing my gameboy (pokemon ftw) and says he has to confiscate it. I say no, and he starts being a little bitch about it, saying "I'm going to have to tell Mrs. Evans (our homeroom teacher)" etc etc. So I tell him to shut the fuck up and he gets pissed and starts trying to wrestle the gameboy out of my hand. No way in hell I was letting him take it, so I drop the game, and pop a right hook in his temple. He goes down right away and is dazed for a good 5 minutes or so.
Another time, when I was a bit older (I was 14), this fat kid who weighed 200 pounds to my 120 comes up to me and starts playfighting with me. He starts slapping me in the face, and accidentally hit my nose. And when you hit someone in the nose, they get disoriented and really pissed off. So I snapped and highkicked him on the side of the head (even I was surprised because he was a good 6 inches taller than me). He goes down like a sack of potatoes and I stand over him and go like "don't you dare do that again."
Only once, and only because the other guy attacked me first. Then a friend of mine who practices kickboxing intervened, it wasn't pretty lol. I'd rather avoid another fight if possible.
I got into several fights during college. MOST of them were for good reasons, and I don't regret any of them.
Quick list of a few: 1.) We were having a fraternity party. One of our friends passed out. Some random GDI's took her out to their car and started messing with here. No one noticed until she came in screaming and crying. We ran out to their car and beat ass.
2.) I was at a bar. Guy swung on me, so I broke a bottle on his face. Bouncer's had my back.
3.) Rugby Party... Fights just happen at rugby parties.
The trick though, once you get out of high school, is to not be legally "at fault" for the fight. Make sure you win, but there better be a lot of people around to say that you were only defending yourself.
just remember that street fights are nothing like mma. people get stabbed a lot over stupid stuff like this. Working at a hospital it happens pretty much every other night.
On December 10 2010 06:20 starcraft911 wrote: just remember that street fights are nothing like mma. people get stabbed a lot over stupid stuff like this. Working at a hospital it happens pretty much every other night.
Yeah this is also partly why I'd never want to be in a street fight; you have no idea what people are carrying.
I used to train Kali for a while and the instructor was a fucking monster with a knife but he looked like some regular joe. He also carried about 3 or 4 razor sharp knives on him at all times. Pretty scary fellow.
On December 10 2010 05:41 IntoTheWow wrote: Yeap. In a club like 5 years ago, 4 of us with 3 girlfriends and some dudes came and started forcing the girls to dance. They were like 10 or 12 and I got my nose broken in the fight. Luckily for us the club is near the coast in my city and the Naval prefecture was patrolling around and saw us getting picked apart and they came into the fight (they have guns on them and are wearing "army" clothes) so the other guys ended up running away. Would've been probably bad if that kept going on for a longer time.
Caix?
There are always hordes of rugbiers there looking for an excuse to kick some heads in. The girls aren´t even that fly. A waste of time if you ask me.
Yeah, I've been in a bunch of not-really-serious fights, and 1-2 serious ones. The thing that isn't really obvious from hollywood is how unbelievably easy it is to get hurt. I'm 6'0, 190 pounds (athletic), and I occasionally go to the local mma gym to spar and train, but wow, you get punched once in the face hard, and you're done.
Street fights are fucking scary too because things escalate really quickly. It's always best to avoid fighting unless you are in real danger, and then you should just try to end it as quickly as possible - there is no honor or "good manners" when your life is at risk.
Some guy in my home city just died in a fight outside of a bar. He wasn't even involved, but some punk sucker punched him to the pavement and killed him. The dudes now serving time for manslaughter.
I punched a kid backwards into a community pool when I was about 10. He started it - we both got kicked out.
Closest I've come recently was at my little brother's apartment party. Some drunk and underage football players tried to crash us and tried to start a brawl when we kicked 'em out. Both my brother and I were sober and have our CCW's, so that put a stop to the situation right quick.
On December 10 2010 05:44 nbMifu wrote: For people who are trained in martial arts (I have some training too, not a lot though) it may be tempting to enter a street fight. Once in a while we find some stupid people who may deserve a beating, and when we are training like statix mentioned, we feel really confident. But if you calm down and thing straight, you will realize that most of the times entering a fight will not be benefitial for no one.
Once the following happened to me: I was going back home from my University. I had to cross a bridge to get to the subway station. It was about 10 in the night (after classes I practice Taisan Kung-fu, so I end up going home late). And I live in São Paulo, not the safest place.
So, when crossing the bridge alone, two suspicious looking guys about my age came in my direction. I instinctly put my guard up just before one of them tried to grab my bag. They kept asking me to give them my things. I remember I was very confident in my skills and knew I could take them in a fight. I also knew they most likely did not had a gun with them (living most of my life in Brazil thaught me to Identify such things heheh).
What happend is that by being confident about my safety, I was able to stay calm and think about what was the best action I should take. I then kept my defensive position and said I woudn't give shit to them. After insisting two or three times they gave up and went away without a fight.
I was happy they did not try to steal me, because if they did I would have to beat them. The problem is, they most likely live in the favela behind my University, and I use that bridge 5 times a week. Had I beat them, they would probably get mad, and perhaps get some friends or even a gun and wait for me the next day. I would have to change my schedule and go home another time, or by a different route. The way it went, they alerady forgot my face, and I forgot theirs.
Edit: I forgot to mention that some dude tried to steal me the following week in the same place. But I just had to say no once and he was like kthksbye
TLDR: People who know how to fight may get tempted to beat Idiots. But their skill should actually allow them to be calmer, think straight and avoid fighting when possible
Thats actually pretty impressive.
Last time I got in a fight, someone had tried to steal my mates phone. I told him to give it back and he hit me. It ended up being mostly kind of grappling and rolling around. Got broken up when street security wandered over.
I don't call it a fight since it was brief and one sided but some drunk skinny paul bunyan-wannabe hipster dude tried to punch me at a bar because I was talking with his girl. I had only been there five minutes and hadn't even gotten a drink yet. His girl sat next to me and started chatting with me. Caught him in my peripheral vision doing some retard flailing haymaker swing that took a year to reach me so I dodged it. He started talking trash so I just shoved my chest-high barstool into him to create a barrier. The girl slapped the shit out of him then they left. rofl. The main bartender there is a childhood friend of mine, he just laughed.
Nope, but i went to a high school where if there was a fight you knew about it because an ambulance usually would be brung over and kids being carted off tot he hospital. And the police come and crap but i never felt threated in the school most of that crap was between groups of people usually gangs but that what happens when you have a school with 5k+ students. Also i think now there is another school that they refurbished to send the bad kids to.
Become a gun owner its not that you have to use it just as long as they know you have one. Street fights and scuffles can end up real bad especially if they have a weapon, fighting is something that should be considered last resort just because you never know.
Never really gotten in a fight, mainly because like others have said, I'd prefer to just let it be.
However, back in 7th grade, these three douchebags come up to me in the bathroom while I'm pissing in one of the urinals. These guys are always harassing me and my friends, thinking that since we're nerds, we won't do shit about it. Normally, this is the case, though out of all my friends, I was really the only one to ever stand up to them. Clearly, this pissed them off.
So, when they came in, I thought to myself; awesome, these fuckers again, what shit are they gonna pull this time? One of them, the "leader", if you will, keeps on trying to turn me around, while I'm still fucking peeing, saying something that I don't remember anymore but it was really getting me angry. Once I was done, I zipped up, and he tried turning me around again. This time I let him turn me around and then punched him in the face. His two buddies ran away instantly, and he fell to the ground. Washed my hands, dried them, and walked out. About two minutes later he walked out and didn't say a thing about it. I was kinda surprised that he just fell like that, I have no upper body strength and weighed ~100 pounds at the time.
Needless to say, me nor my friends have never had any problems with him or his group. :D
Playing basketball one evening with my friends in a not so nice area. Couple of guys came up-- they were just basicLly looking for trouble and up to no good. Long story short I got tossed in circles over his head and my mom found out.. Had me move in with my aunt and uncle just because of one little fight... She got scared I guess.
Anyways, it's turned out beneficial for myself and the family. I benefit due to their financial position and status, and they are learning to love and accept myself aswel as my generation. All in all we learn a lot and it usually ends in a group hug and a new moral teaching
On December 10 2010 06:53 GumThief wrote: Playing basketball one evening with my friends in a not so nice area. Couple of guys came up-- they were just basicLly looking for trouble and up to no good. Long story short I got tossed in circles over his head and my mom found out.. Had me move in with my aunt and uncle just because of one little fight... She got scared I guess.
Anyways, it's turned out beneficial for myself and the family. I benefit due to their financial position and status, and they are learning to love and accept myself aswel as my generation. All in all we learn a lot and it usually ends in a group hug and a new moral teaching
On December 10 2010 06:53 GumThief wrote: Playing basketball one evening with my friends in a not so nice area. Couple of guys came up-- they were just basicLly looking for trouble and up to no good. Long story short I got tossed in circles over his head and my mom found out.. Had me move in with my aunt and uncle just because of one little fight... She got scared I guess.
Anyways, it's turned out beneficial for myself and the family. I benefit due to their financial position and status, and they are learning to love and accept myself aswel as my generation. All in all we learn a lot and it usually ends in a group hug and a new moral teaching
A bunch of my buddies were at this house playing our normal Thursday night poker game. This one Mexican kid was friends with some of the people there but we had some passive-aggressive beef going on for the past few weeks (long story short, it involved a girl). Anyways, he ends up coming to the poker game unexpectedly and wouldn't you know it, he was wearing one of MY sweatshirts that I left at a friend's house. I asked him to give it to me, he cockily said he would give it to me later. He walks out of the house to leave, one of my friend's says I should go get the sweatshirt, so I follow him down the stairs. I confront him on the porch, we both have a firm grasp of one another's shirts with one hand and we are talking shit back and forth. He says, "What are you gonna do pussy?". So I wind up and deck him straight on his right cheekbone. He falls, pulls me down, couple punches thrown on the ground but it gets broken up. Next day at school he was wearing these HUGE glasses to cover up the bruise on his face.
Yea, was at the beach one time with a couple of my good friends. Me and my best friend walked off from the party for a bit and were just talking and we were both hammered. He decided we should play the "punch each other in the arm" game see who would give up first we did so for a couple swings then (me being drunk) basically missed his shoulder went up his arm a little and clocked him in the jaw- it wasn't a full blow since it glazed his shoulder first but oh was he pissed so he demanded i should let him punch me in the face and i denied. Then we went at it till our friends broke us up. It was videod and both of us woke up the next morning and were like "eh" whatever we were drunk ha it was funny just because we moved on so easily
fighting is worse than drugs, avoid at all cost. unless justice must be served - #1: hitting a lady, unless its one of those thugged out ladies that weigh 300 lbs and is able to bench press 200 lbs, they are exempt.
with that said, last time i fought was in middle school with a friend, for reasons i can't remember. had a basketball game that day, i couldn't play because my right hand got swollen for punching his face too many times. before and after that doesn't count because i was just a ignorant youngin trying to be a thug and pick fights with kids from other schools.
a friend of mine was killed about a year ago from a club fight. please, avoid street fights, they're not worth it.
On December 10 2010 07:02 Proto_Protoss wrote: I fight people with intellect instead of fists. The man who throws the first punch has already lost the fight.
Except as he just punched you out and proceeded to take everything you love. Intellect is what rules society but the first is what makes people obey, else we wouldn't need police etc.
On December 10 2010 06:48 grats wrote: Become a gun owner its not that you have to use it just as long as they know you have one. Street fights and scuffles can end up real bad especially if they have a weapon, fighting is something that should be considered last resort just because you never know.
I think thats terrible flashing a gun to everyone is going to get more people pissed off. Sure they might not mess with you today but the next day they will come back with someone who ALSO has a gun now what?
Got in a pretty sizable bar brawl a couple years ago, was out with a bunch of friends, standing at the bar drinking turn around and see some dude swinging on my buddy, so I ran up and started punching the guy in the face. Then me and the guy that was getting swung on at the same time grab each of the guys we're fighting and we both throw ourselves down the stairs and bring them with us. Kind of stupid because I think I got a concussion from it, but I was wasted. Somehow my buddy managed to end up coming down with a foot on the guy's face at the bottom of the stairs and really fucked him up.
basically when i was younger and more of a spastic then than i am now me and this guy were insulting each other with stupid stuff. next day while im walking home from school (was in year/grade 8, this guy was in the year above) he punched me in the back of the head and i fell to the ground and he just like got on top of me punched me a few more times and ran off with his mate. next day i waited for him and a crowd of people were waiting for the bus so i was a bit nervous to getting destroyed infront of people but we both got a few punches off before it ended apparently his lip was bleeding and he had a few tears but i never got to see it for myself since i got pulled away by the older kids.
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.
I've been so close to getting beaten up so many times when I've gone out drinking due to me being intentionally provocative. XD I just can't help being an annoying fag sometimes. But I haven't really been in a real fistfight since this one time in school when I was like 15-16 something.
Not since middleschool... I used to get in fights all the time. Once 2 "friends"(class of 35 for 9 years you're going to be friends with everybody) wouldn't stop mocking me one day and it was getting to me until I finally snapped after lunch. I grabbed him and kneed him about 6 or seven times and threw him into some bushes. Another time I got in a fight with my best friend because he wouldn't let me borrow a gym shirt for pe. I didn't get in any fight in highschool though because my dad was a teacher there and that would be hell and a half. Yet, then again highschool was fucking crazy race riots, stabbings, and shootings.
I've been in a couple of fights, but never really taken any punches/kicks to my body.
First was some dude beating up a friend of mine with brass knuckles and he was kicking him while he was lying down. I basically just intefered by punching him in the face as hard as i could then shoving him into a pool table headfirst. After that it was kinda over, he was expelled from the school shortly there after. Another fight was some tall and fat kid i had fought a couple of times cause hes a fucking psycho, i was playing pool with him and some other ppl then he was blatantly cheating so i just told him to stop doing so. He got ape shit mad and hit me really hard with the Pool-stick in the face. I snapped and ran against him, jumped then grabbed him by the neck and just tore him down to the ground as hard as i could and he started whining about me breaking his back (which i didn't, lol).
I don't like violence, i've only really gotten in fights if some psychofuck have been beating up a friend of mine for no reason or if someone punches me first. Some of the people in this thread though seems to be very violent by what i've read
The best thing to do is to avoid fights all together.
I am trained in boxing and Brazilian jiu jitsu and the last thing i want to do is fight (I can defend myself no questions asked.) I will always be the one who backs down due to the danger of it and how easy it is to knock someone out and do very real permanent damage.
Only recent one was in a nightclub when i guy get looking at my girl and it made her feel really uncomfortable i put up with it and said hey he will go away he did not and eventually came up and actually touched my girl in a not good way, I snapped punched him once he was out cold on the ground and then proceeded to walk myself out of the club before the bouncers got to me.
I am just lucky he did not hit his head on anything on the way down and do brain damage.
i haven't really been in a fight since i moved to this city, doesnt seem like anyone wants to fuck around. the earliest REAL fight i had was in grade 8 with this 6'3 jamaican kid (i was like 5'8) acting all hard he was chasing kids around the school yard "scaring them off" and he tried to ya know scare me off, i wasnt having that shit. he creeps up from behind me and ya know just expected me to run for my life or something, i turn around like "whats up?" and he insulted me i think so i pushed him and he punches me in the face i go for a hook but he already tackled me to the floor, we scuffle and was broken up.
to this day i resent those fucking idiots that broke up the fight, you know those same kids that were getting chased by him, they could of atleast; 1)let me fuck him up 2)help your friend?? 3)just fuck off but they chose to break it up haha, fucking chumps.
I had a couple of amateur k-1 fights but I never fight on the street if I can walk away.
Like some people said even if you're a trained fighter or huge something can go terribly wrong or maybe you manage to kill the other guy by mistake.
Humans are really funny that way. A monster like Shogun is kicking people in the face all over the ring and they still walk away but some guy falls down a set of stairs in a club and cracks his head and he's done.
On December 10 2010 07:17 Kenpachi wrote: haha cant believe all the fights happened in middle school..
Really? Why not?
I was involved in a school vs school brawl with the nearby catholic school in grade 4..... Some of the catholic kids brought knives to the fight..... I actually still have a scar on my back from where I got slashed in that fight..... It wasn't deep enough to be of serious concern, but the fact that it happened is of concern.....
I started getting into fights earlier than that, and I probably average 1 fight every 3 months. I'm on police reports, due to my involvement in fights, in at least 9 cities in Ontario that I know of, plus a few in Quebec since I started Uni in Ottawa (thankfully, every single time, the other guy has thrown the first punch at either me or a friend, so I'm simply self-defending or restraining them lol).
I've had to pull bouncers off of my friends before..... That's never a fun one to explain to the cops.....
In most of my fights, what I've always done was ensure that they were no threat to me anymore, and stop at that. I rarely get involved in a solo fight (I can count those on 1 hand), so I guess you could say that I'm usually protecting others when they get into trouble lol.
I'm currently 6 ft 3, ~245 lbs. I had years of training in Shodokan Akido when i was younger (I actually placed highly in sparring tournaments), and I had a couple of years of advanced weapons training and self defense courses. I know that if I get into a serious fight with someone, it can be much worse for them than for me. I've left some fights with nothing but a "fight bite" and a bruise or two, and they're missing teeth.....
When that type of thing happens, I'm kinda conflicted on how I feel about it. On one hand, if people weren't such idiots, then these problems wouldn't exist, yet, at the same time, I don't really want to do any permenant damage to someone..... Nobody really deserves that..... It's not that I regret doing it, it's just that it really sucks that it has to happen..... I'm not sure how else to explain it.....
On December 10 2010 07:17 Kenpachi wrote: haha cant believe all the fights happened in middle school..
Really? Why not?
I was involved in a school vs school brawl with the nearby catholic school in grade 4..... Some of the catholic kids brought knives to the fight..... I actually still have a scar on my back from where I got slashed in that fight..... It wasn't deep enough to be of serious concern, but the fact that it happened is of concern.....
Not only did two schools of 4th graders go at it, but one of them was a catholic school? and the catholic school kids had knives? wut
A friend of mine got into a scuffle outside a nightclub with another person. He tried to mind his own business but the guy just wouldnt let it go. Eventually they were both outside smoking, and the guy attacked my friend. My friend punched him only 1 time, and not extremely hard either. The attacker lost his balance after being hit, and fell backwards onto the cement and cracked his head open and died on the spot. My friend got no jailtime for what happened, but is forced to live with the fact that he took a 21yrold kids life for absolutely no reason. (He also had to hire a lawyer etc and in total its run him $200,000 in debt, and financially ruined his life.)
On December 10 2010 07:17 Kenpachi wrote: haha cant believe all the fights happened in middle school..
Really? Why not?
I was involved in a school vs school brawl with the nearby catholic school in grade 4..... Some of the catholic kids brought knives to the fight..... I actually still have a scar on my back from where I got slashed in that fight..... It wasn't deep enough to be of serious concern, but the fact that it happened is of concern.....
Not only did two schools of 4th graders go at it, but one of them was a catholic school? and the catholic school kids had knives? wut
Escalation from previous incidents..... It probably started as something trivial years before I attended, but it turned into a full-scale rivalry between the two schools.
Part of it was definitely the location. The two schools are about 2 blocks away from eachother, with a nice, open park right inbetween. That was the location for a number of brawls every year I attended there.....
Yes, for a while, they did have cops patrolling the area before and after school. After a couple of months, and the patrols stopped, another brawl would happen..... And the cycle would repeat.....
On December 10 2010 08:08 eXigent. wrote: A friend of mine got into a scuffle outside a nightclub with another person. He tried to mind his own business but the guy just wouldnt let it go. Eventually they were both outside smoking, and the guy attacked my friend. My friend punched him only 1 time, and not extremely hard either. The attacker lost his balance after being hit, and fell backwards onto the cement and cracked his head open and died on the spot. My friend got no jailtime for what happened, but is forced to live with the fact that he took a 21yrold kids life for absolutely no reason. (He also had to hire a lawyer etc and in total its run him $200,000 in debt, and financially ruined his life.)
I've been assaulted before and let me tell you, all the muscles and cool skills in the world don't mean shit to a couple of hollowpoints. I train and always carry. I keep myself out of dangerous areas and remove myself from situations that are going downhill. The best defense is to avoid putting yourself in stupid situations and keeping a watchful eye, always. I would absolutely never draw down on someone unless my life or a loved one's was in great danger, but it is very comforting to know that no one despite their size, stature or ability will ever be able to take me or a loved one out over something stupid.
1 I beat the shit out of the guy after he grabbed and choked me
2nd some 7th grader pushed and slapped me and i just threw him to the ground and i almost got expelled for it because he was so much younger...
Didnt get into any fights in highschool hung out with a pretty tough crowd of russians
got into a fight 6 months ago with a guy ive known for 10 years but ive never been good with him, he started talking shit to me in the club then slapped me and i pushed him and I got kicked out because he was a regular... hes laughing his ass off while bouncers escort me out... I wait for him outside punch him three times he curls up on the ground saying he doesnt want to fight..his brother comes and punches me like 5 times my buddy picks him up and slams him on the ground then 3 other guys jump us... cops came and shit and started arresting them because it looked like they jumped us... i say i dont want to press charges and to let them go... still have a scar on my lip from it...
I guess the closest thing I've ever had to a fight in the past few years was at a good friends party. He was turning 21 so our goal was to get him more drunk than he'd ever been in his life.
At around 2am he was already shitfaced and vanished from the party all of sudden. After a little searching we found him passed out in his bed.
"Mike, Mike, wake up DUDE YOURE FUCKING 21 YOU CANT GO DOWN LIKE THIS!" I said while shaking his shoulders wildly. (i was already pretty hammered too)
Mike gets up, grabs me (and im thinking hell yeah mike youre awake, lets get back to the party!), throws me to the ground, and starts wailing on me. The next thing I remember was having him in a rear naked choke and asking if he was ganna calm down. My other friend was like "DUDE CHILL OUT LET HIM GO!"
Mike was like "yeah dude I'm cool" and then we went to the kitchen where he started throwing up everywhere and soon after pissed his pants. We still laugh our asses off at that story every time we hang out.
rofl thats hilarious ahaha.
I havent been in any personally, just scraps with me brothers when i was younger.
Florida probably has the most loose gun laws ever. If someone "approaches you in a threatening manner" you can show them a weapon. If they proceed to "act threateningly" towards you, you can shoot them. Shit, if some guy broke into my house and I shot him in the chest with a 12 gauge and he died on the spot no one would take a second look at taking my case as self defense.
Ive been in a lot of fights, I have this superhero thing where I will stand up for anyone combined with the fact that I like to talk some shit myself.
I had never lost a fight before but my last 2 fights might as well have been a loss because I got fucked up real bad at the start and could only get them into a defensive hold where they couldnt do anything to me and held them there until it got broken up.
It's a really satisfying feeling to land a really clean hook across someones jaw and just see blood fly out of their mouth as their head whiplashes.
last 'fight' i remember was this douchebag law student from another frat who slapped me for no reason so my friends took him outside while i didnt really care and just stayed inside drinking. later i hear the dude proceeds to break one of my friends nose and now has a criminal record basically rendering his law study useless lmao, douchebag got what he deserved
On December 10 2010 08:23 CrownRoyal wrote: It's a really satisfying feeling to land a really clean hook across someones jaw and just see blood fly out of their mouth as their head whiplashes. lol
On December 10 2010 06:35 Fission wrote: you get punched once in the face hard, and you're done.
I think mostly the reason so many people have all their fights when they were younger is because of this fact. As we get older, we all get stronger and bigger, but our bodies don't really gain much in the way of structural integrity... We can do a lot more damage, but we can't take any more. Man, when I was growing up, I fought all the time, and nobody ever got seriously hurt. These days broken bones are inescapable, and as some have pointed out, even a really good fighter can make one mistake and get dropped really easily. You get hurt, you lose. They get hurt, you lose. Somebody else gets hurt, you lose. The other reason is that people are lot more fucking angry as adults. You might have a lame highschool rivalry with some guy who wants to fight you, but he's not likely to run you over with his car after you exit the building. (This happened 2x where i live this year at bars). If you are looking for a fight, come to my city, you can find 5 per night guaranteed, with nothing required on your part but trying to maintain your dignity when some guy disses you.
My stories:
I was at the bus-stop at the mall one night, and some guy from high school wanted my bus pass. I said no, and he spit on my shoes, and I still said no. I started to walk towards the bus shelter, and he grabbed my shoulder. I turn around and swung hard... but missed. I swung a few more times as he backed up, but then he sidestepped and slammed me so hard in the side of the head I lost my vision. I couldn't see a damn thing for about 5 minutes. Nothing. And it was still blurry hours later when I got home. Luckily one of the bus drivers chased him off. Worst part was, he was wearing a ring, so I had blood dripping down my face on the bus ride home.
Another time I was going to get some midnight pizza and i saw this guy standing over this girl on the street, she called for help and i ran over. The guy asked me if I was going to slug him, and I said "If I have to." and told him to gtfo. He ran off, but I called the cops and he got charged with assault and various other crap. His girl left him. Happy ending :D
I'm small. 145 lbs. I'll get my ass kicked against about anything. I don't fight easily, but I won't curl up in a ball, either. I'll fight if it comes to it.
I will say that I think it's important to be able to fight. Fuck safety and jailtime and whatever when it comes to protecting somebody you love. Then again, I suppose a gun would be better.
I once punched a kid in the jaw in the seventh grade, though he was only in 5th grade. To be fair though, he was like 4 inches taller than me, (I've always been very short). I later become pretty good friends with him though, as I'm not one to hold a grudge, and we would often joke about it.
I've never been in a fight in my life, I'm 23. I just Befriend people who are fight-savvy so I don't worry about stuff like that. Besides its really hard not to like me.
I'we been in a few fights. Mostly school but that don't really count as it was usually just self deafens against bullys, as I'm a pretty small guy it happen allot when they still didn't know I actually can fight. The reason I can fight is because I use to fight allot with my brother, witch don't really count as real fights ether even thou we have knocked each other out a couple of times.
Real fights I been in is bar fights where its been self deafens against dudes getting angry at me for dancing with there girls and such. But one thing I learned from this is some guy starts wailing on you for no reason in the club and you just take the beating and don't fight back then just stand up straight away and act as nothing the girls get all over you.
I have been a mediator in more than 7 fights, and I have been in 3 fights directly. With my experience on the streets and at party fights and in any heated situation, the best ability is to be able to quell the situation, diffuse it, and get everyone to walk away in peace before the first punch has been thrown. I have done this 10 times. Don't get me wrong, I am a big person and maybe that intimidation factor is slightly present, but really I am just a person who has a trusting face and a loving personality. Fighting is never worth it, be the bigger man and walk away
Never get even close to fighting, I'm serious it's the guys under 6 feet that get into fights alot. I'm like 6'4', 220 pounds. Usually people won't start fights with bigger dudes because they know that if the big guy knows anything fighting you're probably going to lose.
I know nothing about fighting, but they don't know I don't know. I guess that works.
These days I would really prefer to just stay out of fights. If someone wants to talk trash to my face, I'll pretty much just let them, because you never know who is going to have a knife, or a gun, or six friends sitting around a corner ready to jump you... Though I do train in martial arts, I'd just as soon not use it to fight, but I am prepared if anyone were to attack me. As for past fights, no not really. Had some close calls, but no actual fights.
Many fights... Many many fights, none were really serious. Mainly because I was small, and people figured I was weak/ couldnt fight. But I proved most of them wrong
I do have a story like yours. Sitting at a party, we were to shitfaced to know who was who and before you know it, were fighting each other. And just like your story ended, we realized what was going on and went to eat soon after.
On December 10 2010 05:57 us.insurgency wrote: Some cocky fat kid slapped me in high school so I punched him in the face. He started crying so it was over. Until he sued me.
I was at this club getting drunk. I didn't have a girl friend for quite a while so I kept eyeballing this chick but was too afraid to talk to her. I was just very shy, not really staring or anything. This night I was mostly being depressed.
When I left the club my with a friend of mine I saw her and some friends standing there and one of her drunk female friends started getting obnoxious like "Stop looking at my friend you blablabla." - I wanted to talk to her to set things a bit straight but she was pretty aggressive.
One of the male guys in the group thought he had to play White Knight for her or something and started saying things like "Piss off" with this cocky attitude. I was drunk, depressed and totally couldn't believe that this situation turned out like that, they wouldn't let me explain myself so I got pretty pissed at the guy. I said something like: "What is your problem with me? You want to fight or what?" - Apparently he did and said something like: "Okay man!".
So I thought okay if I have to let's do it, let's have a fair fight. Riiiiiight... fair fight...
I said "Okay let's go around there and do it" and I started walking around the corner to prepare for the fight with him behind me. Before we even arrived he punched me from behind on my left ear without any warning. So we struggled there a bit I tried to hit him, but I was so drunk he even managed to grab my foot when I tried to kick him. I fell on the ground and the first thing that came to my mind was: "You have to immediately get up he will probably kick you while you're laying there" (something I'd never do), which of course he did, but I managed to block it off.
I kept screaming something like "What the f**k do you want from me?" and after a while he wasn't interested anymore as I never actually tried to do anything bad to him (I mainly wanted like a "manly" fight to settle things). When I got up and went back around the corner to the club entrance I noticed that my friend was laying on the ground and the other guys were trying to kick him. I ran there, helped him and somehow everyone was not much interested in fighting anymore (I think the girls were mainly dragging them away).
Me and my friend were both pretty pissed and on the way home he kicked off a mirror from a random car, then we parted ways. Apparently a neighbor saw that and called the cops who managed to find me on my way home.
The next day:
1. I had to go to the police station to defend myself (luckily my friend was honest and took care of it) 2. I had a small hole in my ear and now I have a Tinnitus for the rest of my life
Moral of the story:
I don't ever get in fights again if I can absolutely prevent it, it's just not worth it 99.9% of the time. Fair fights to not exist, unexpected things will happen.
I fought a lot quite harshly ages 6-12 with classmates on and off. As far as I can remember noone had any pains for more than a day or any real injuries from all the fights I've been in, thankfully. When I turned 13 and switched schools I vowed to myself that I'm done with that shit. It never leads to anything good and obviously I was coming to the age when people actually get hurt quite easily when you pound them 15 times in the back or thrust at them with a stick.
So nowadays my philosophy is that I will _never_ engage in a fight unless it's to protect myself (and then I will only resist as much as needed) or to protect people who need protecting, me knowing them or not. Generally this would be friends. So far a situation like that hasn't arised and hopefully it never will. Nothing good ever comes out of fighting. Even if you win you don't actually win. Whatever sparked the aggression will still be there, although the aggression itself will be gone.
On December 10 2010 06:01 DisBabylonSystem wrote: About 8 years ago I was in a fight accidently killed that guy.. ahh Sentenced 6 1/2 for manslaughter, served a little more than 4 1/2 for good behavoir
I'd rather die or get my ass woop'd then ever fight again.
Holy shit. Link to the news story?
I am not proud of it at all. I did not pay attention to the media at all (well at least tried). I am not sure if there is a news story(but there probably is) it happened 8 years ago. Ill PM maybe what to type in on google if you are really that interested..
i punched someone in the head, them stomped their face when they were on the ground, even tho i fractured my knuckle punching him it was totally worth it. only thing i regret is not killing him.
One time at school this kid was bothering me and before you knew it i just called him a faggot. I don't remember what happened next but I know I blacked out with anger and when I came too he had ripped off his silly human costume and was apparently a zerg cerebrate sending masses of zergling hordes at me. Then I told him I was terran and he lost to the imba. It was gg's really.
Never been in a fight post middle school, don't go to clubs too often and don't go to drunken parties. Also, I'm 6'1 and 135 lb. My fear is that I'll get killed, Atlanta can be pretty rough cause people aren't afraid to go 6v1 here. Also when I get angry I get pretty bloodthirsty, if I were to ever get someone on the ground I'm afraid that I would kill them kicking them in the face or strangling them to death or something.
This one time in 1st grade, these kids on the playground were being gangster-like and saying that nobody was allowed on the play structures except them. I was like "awww HELLZ know" so I went on anyway. Then this kid pushed me, and I socked him in the face. Then he tackled me, and two other guys in his "posse" started hitting me as he almost tore my eyelids off.
On December 10 2010 06:53 GumThief wrote: Playing basketball one evening with my friends in a not so nice area. Couple of guys came up-- they were just basicLly looking for trouble and up to no good. Long story short I got tossed in circles over his head and my mom found out.. Had me move in with my aunt and uncle just because of one little fight... She got scared I guess.
Anyways, it's turned out beneficial for myself and the family. I benefit due to their financial position and status, and they are learning to love and accept myself aswel as my generation. All in all we learn a lot and it usually ends in a group hug and a new moral teaching
On December 10 2010 08:08 eXigent. wrote: A friend of mine got into a scuffle outside a nightclub with another person. He tried to mind his own business but the guy just wouldnt let it go. Eventually they were both outside smoking, and the guy attacked my friend. My friend punched him only 1 time, and not extremely hard either. The attacker lost his balance after being hit, and fell backwards onto the cement and cracked his head open and died on the spot. My friend got no jailtime for what happened, but is forced to live with the fact that he took a 21yrold kids life for absolutely no reason. (He also had to hire a lawyer etc and in total its run him $200,000 in debt, and financially ruined his life.)
On December 10 2010 09:23 Khol wrote: I used to fight my friends on a weekly basis for a few years. We'd get drunk and beat the hell out of each other, it was fun.
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.
I punched a guy in the face once, it was in a bar and I had cut my hand and I was pissed, but never been in a full on fight. What I want to know is if InControl has ever been in a fight and what they did with the mulch after he was done with the guy/
On December 10 2010 09:35 CanadianStarcraft wrote: I punched a guy in the face once, it was in a bar and I had cut my hand and I was pissed, but never been in a full on fight. What I want to know is if InControl has ever been in a fight and what they did with the mulch after he was done with the guy/
I was jumped in High School by some drunk college guys for no reason at all. My 2 friends stood and watched as 6 college football players knocked me out and kicked me while I was out. Needless to say, I woke up to find out I had a horrible concussion and 3 broken ribs. All of this because they had too much to drink?
It was at that point I realized how scary and serious fights and physical violence can be. Luckily for those guys they got away without getting caught. Had we caught their license plates and got them to the cops they would all still probably be in prison for assault and battery on a kid (I was under 18). Fighting and violence is *never* the answer unless absolutely necessary to defend yourself.
On December 10 2010 09:38 Kenny wrote: I was jumped in High School by some drunk college guys for no reason at all. My 2 friends stood and watched as 6 college football players knocked me out and kicked me while I was out. Needless to say, I woke up to find out I had a horrible concussion and 3 broken ribs. All of this because they had too much to drink?
It was at that point I realized how scary and serious fights and physical violence can be. Luckily for those guys they got away without getting caught. Had we caught their license plates and got them to the cops they would all still probably be in prison for assault and battery on a kid (I was under 18). Fighting and violence is *never* the answer unless absolutely necessary to defend yourself.
Then wtf were your friends doing? They weren't helping, they didn't get any info on the people.. wtf?
Probably the most significant one I got into a fight on a new years eve. i got into a shoving match with a random and when he tried to hit me i managed to block it somewhat and one punched him :/ It turned out his jaw broke in several places and he had to have his mouth wired shut for about a month. I detest fighting but sometimes things happen I guess. knowwhatimsayyinn
Yes, I have been in a few and reacted well. Few blows thrown and diffused the situation.
If I were to get in a fight now however.... odds are the other person will be knocked out. I haven't trained kickboxing and BJJ to get my ass handed to me.
All I can say is, don't let it get that far or gtfo. WIth all the crazy knife packing people out there, I would rather have my organs intact than my dignity.
almost did once in high school because of a snotty freshmen who was 5ft "wanna say between 5.1/5.5" and as skinny as hell, and so arrogant. I told him to STFU cause he was annoying as hell on lunch break.
Never even been close to a fight. Just isn't alot of hostility where I come from and the paths I've chosen leaves little room for brawlers or hooligans. They mostly live in Stockholm or Gothenburg; stockholm is a pretty cold place compared to the student-dominated city Uppsala, here you feel safe whereever you go, I wouldn't feel like it walking around late at night in stockholm. Guess it depends on where you live and what you do.
On December 10 2010 05:59 Tazza wrote: Next fight in the same grade, some kid says he punched hard, so I say punch me. I know, its a really dumbass thing to do, but I was in 8th grade, and had a shit of testosterone going on. So in a bathroom, he punches me, and again, I went crazy. I highkicked him in the face, and just started pounding on him. High kick learned from taekwondo btw.
The problem with fights is that the type of people that pick them usually have nothing to lose, whereas typically people who have more important things to worry about aren't going to be too happy about receiving bruises, cuts, or worse things like broken teeth or scars.
The closest I have been to getting into a proper fight was one time when I was walking home from a party late at night I crossed paths with 5 guys who were talking trash and looking for trouble. I tried to mind my own business, but they started following me and eventually one of them started trying to pick a fight. He shoved me, so I shoved him back harder. At this point 5 v 1 is not really a winnable situation and I had no options left, so I just laid it down and told them if they fight me here I ain't gonna hold back. Basically, if you fight me im gonna fuck you up.
Luck was on my side and it turned out they were all bark and no bite, I would have hated to have seen how that would of turned out. I might have hurt a couple of them at best, but theres no way you can beat 5 v 1. However, that said I was intensely pumped, full of adrenaline and pretty much ready to tear their heads off. I have never felt so raging as being backed into a corner like that.
So they pretty much talked trash, hedging around fighting but not actually manning up. Then luckily a car pulled up because they could see shit was going on. And that distracted things enough so I just walked away (they had some girls in the car).
However, I get about 500m down the road and I then see two of them trying to follow me subtly (two guys walking faster than usual with hoodies pulled up is not really subtle). Chicken shits were gonna try and jump me. They ended up trying to run after me and did manage to catch up (mainly because I had some awful-for-running-in heavy dress shoes on) but when they caught up to me i just pushed them over onto the ground and then gapped it as fast as I could. They actually gave up really easily, and I don't think they actually had the balls to fight. I guess they just didn't want to lose face, but trying to jump someone from behind is hardly a face saving thing to do.
The way I saw it was, if im gonna fight its gonna be on my terms. Not while I am tired from trying to run away. And when they did chase me, I let them waste their energy before making my break. So if it had of turned bad they would have at least been slightly fatigued.
Moral of the story is to avoid fighting if you can, because you are the one with shit to lose if it doesnt work out. And you really have to be careful of anyone who is a bit mongrel, because those are the type of guys who will really mess you up since they dont have anything to lose. Luckily these guys were just young punks 18 or 19. Even if you end up winning the fight you get nothing out of it other than some cuts and bruises.
Also another interesting thing was that the next day when I woke up every fibre in my body felt like it had been spent, like I had done the most intense workout in my life. All my chest, arms were aching, all the muscles everywhere felt ripped. Goes to show how powerful the defensive instincts and the adrenaline rush can be when your body knows that shit just got real and you gotta hulk up.
This guy, out of the blue punched me in the head, and I tackled him to the ground and gave him a good kick in the ribs for it, but it wasn't anything really. Boxed with friends a few times. I don't think I would want to be in a fight, just seems mean to hurt someone like that.
Oh wait, I remember this other time, me and a few mates were drunk and high, having a chill smoke at like 1am and a bunch of drunk guys came along and punched my mate in the face and started chasing after us. Was fucking crazy and I got a beer bottle thrown at me, hurt like hell. I hope they fall under a bus or something. They were big as well.
Aside from wrestling(which doesnt really count as fights), my friends and I did some back yard UFC sorta stuff, so nothing too serious. It was fun but my first fight was against a kid I knew from my wrestling team. I pinned him super quick but was like, shit now what. Good times.
Other time was when my dad took a swing at my sister. Thank God he's fat and slow. I was 140 at the time and he was 300. Managed to pin him to the staircase till the cops came. Not so good times.
On December 10 2010 09:38 Kenny wrote: I was jumped in High School by some drunk college guys for no reason at all. My 2 friends stood and watched as 6 college football players knocked me out and kicked me while I was out. Needless to say, I woke up to find out I had a horrible concussion and 3 broken ribs. All of this because they had too much to drink?
It was at that point I realized how scary and serious fights and physical violence can be. Luckily for those guys they got away without getting caught. Had we caught their license plates and got them to the cops they would all still probably be in prison for assault and battery on a kid (I was under 18). Fighting and violence is *never* the answer unless absolutely necessary to defend yourself.
Then wtf were your friends doing? They weren't helping, they didn't get any info on the people.. wtf?
It's a bit more complicated than I explained, but basically these drunk guys chased us in the car for about half a mile (we were on foot). We all had split in different directions at one point and so by the time they pulled over and jumped out one of my friends was about a block and a half down the street too far to help or see and the other was just so severely outnumbered and out sized that he couldn't help. They were so worried about my health at that point that during the moment didn't think to look up and get a plate number, only description.
Being born and bred in Brooklyn has given me my fair share of street fights.
Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up.
We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember.
A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt.
yeah but this was during my middle school days lol. I think I had 4 fights during those years. One time my head got slammed to the ground by a black kid cause I stole the ball from him (playing basketball), I got raped then.
Another time this annoying kid at my church was pissing me off so we started pushing and I right hooked him and knocked him down. Pastor jumped me.
But the best fight I can remember was against a Russian kid. Can't remember what we fought about but we were in a ditch and I was doing my Taekwondo and he was just punching. I kept kicking him so he couldn't get close but once I wore him down I started jabbing him in the face. We both had bloody faces afterwards but we shook hands and left each other. Fun times.
And no, I got suspended for awhile for fights but I never regret. Never regret standing up for yourself.
On December 10 2010 10:26 stfn wrote: Being born and bred in Brooklyn has given me my fair share of street fights.
Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up.
We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember.
A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt.
Just another day in the BK.
Interesting story... life is quite different even in first-world countries
On December 10 2010 10:26 stfn wrote: Being born and bred in Brooklyn has given me my fair share of street fights.
Got off the subway and started walking home mid-afternoon. On the stairs some kid kicked the wall right in front of me and started tying his boots. I thought nothing of it and continued to walk. A few blocks later someone tugged my cellphone from my waistline so without thinking I instantly turned and cracked him across the jaw. Then he confronted me and ask me where I'm from and what set I rep. Although I'm not a "thug", I am quite affiliated amongst a number of organizations. He was a Crip who went to my old Blood dominant High School. Turns out I know his cousin so he gave his cousin a call to see what's good. His cousin was pretty cool with me and it was nothing. But he kid was still mad I got a clean shot off him so he wanted compensation, my cell phone. I ask if he was carrying. He wasn't so we proceed to knuckle up.
We were trading blows back and forth to the point where we were on the concrete just punching one another trying to gain an advantage. Eventually he managed to get my cell phone at which point I grabbed his gold chain. The fight ultimately drew on a stalemate and we returned one another's goods. My cell phone case even fell and he helped me look for it. We gave each other daps and parted ways. I only realized how bad it was when I got home and my mom asked me why my ear was ripped and had blood all over my white shirt. The other guy's eye was gashed was all I could remember.
A few other fights I had, we gave each other pounds and bounced afterwards. A few really close encounters where I could've lost my life or been badly hurt.
A lot of people learn martial arts, but when it comes to street fights, even if you know how to defend themselves, you'll lose when the opponent really just wants to mess you up, and what holds you back are some of the set moves you learn.
Not sure if you guys all watch Human Weapon, but after the episode on Krav Maga I was amazed at how little I knew.. tried out simulations and just knew if someone wanted to kill me, what I knew wouldn't hold.
Have a look
Think about someone trying to stab you to death. A drunken bar fight doesn't always end with barehands, and can escalate to broken bottles or someone pulling a knife if not a gun.
10 years ago I emptied an ashtray in a guys drink for no reason. He wanted me to buy him a new drink and I refused. He punched me really hard but I was lucky. No broken stuff or anything. Just a little blood from nose and mouth. The guy that punched me broke his hand. Guess I have hard bones.
Havnt been in any sorts of trouble since. Imo if you often end in fights its because you have some mental issues,,,,unless you ofc live in a very criminal area. I know some guys who end up in fights on a regular basis saying that they are always provoked and what not. Well dont get provoked that easily then! Its not hard to avoid fights.
First fight of my life with my brother about 3 months ago, noting I'm 23 and my bro is 24 and we've never gotten along. We're both not big he's like 130 lb 5'8, i'm like 135 lb 5'6.
Note: I'm in my final year at UW, he's dropped out of first year of college then got into a uni and is now redoing his 2nd year for the second time. Suffice to say he's a dumbass.
To preface this my bro thinks he's the shit (But I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend) and he bet me $500 bucks that he could get a hot girl to stay over night the week before school started. Of course when I accepted the bet he reneged basically admitted he couldn't do it.
Starts when we're talking about SC2, both came home for a weekend from uni and I got home first so I had to go drive and pick him up to bring him home from bus stop. First thing he tells me is that he got SC2 two days ago and after his ridiculous theory crafting about how he knows all and I don't know anything (I played since Beta) we get home and:
Bro: "9 depot, 11 rax, 12 gas is the standard build order for all terrans" Me: "No, it's not" Bro: "Yeah it is, I'll bet you, all the Koreans use it" Me: "No, they don't. I'll bet you $100 that you're wrong" Bro: "Ok" Me: "100 bucks right?" Bro: "Yeah" Me: "Its 10 depot, 12 rax, 13-14 gas" Bro: "You're an idiot there's no way that's efficient" Me: "I'll prove it to you, right now" Bro: "Nah man you're wrong you get stuck at 10 supply" Me: "You start with 11 supply" Bro: -.- Me: "You owe me 100 bucks" Bro: "Nah man we didn't shake on it" Me: "Don't be a bitch, don't bet if you never intend to pay"
Bro: *shoves me into wall and starts choking me* Me: *swipe down on his arms and shove him away* Bro: *rushes me, gets a few hits on arms, ribs, glancing blow to chin and temple* Me: *somehow pin his arms with 1 hand, wild swing right into his face* Bro: *falls* Me: *starts hammer fisting as hard as i can* Mom comes screaming - end fight
Bro's given me shit all my life and it was the first time we ever got in a fist fight, mostly I just walk away (since he's bigger than me and he went to military school). First time I ever fought back and I won He ended up with a black eye and a bloody nose, I got a couple scratches on my face and neck. Mom ended up driving me back to school that night (fight happened probably 2 am).
Dumbest shit ever, told all my friends and they always laugh at me when I start with "My bro and I got into a fight over starcraft 2"
In 8th grade, one of my best friends kept trying to steal my roasted chicken from me (it was my favorite cafeteria meal) so I snapped and punched him in the face. True story. But it wasn't a hard punch and I apologized so we remained friends. nbd.
On December 10 2010 11:26 madnessman wrote: In 8th grade, one of my best friends kept trying to steal my roasted chicken from me (it was my favorite cafeteria meal) so I snapped and punched him in the face. True story. But it wasn't a hard punch and I apologized so we remained friends. nbd.
If your location wasnt japan i would find it hard to resist from asking a question which would likely get me banned for 2 weeks or so. + Show Spoiler +
I've had some childhood experiences, got dozens of beatings by teachers, step-fathers, my mother, by a brown belt karate girl, black eye'd by a foreigner etc but usually it's only been superficial pain, I've never been like hospitalized. Overall I was bullied for 11 years but I never really hit back in the face, like ever in my life despite the fact that I have a talent for boxing.
I avoided a fight in recent time, about 3 months ago during a period that I was homeless for 2 months, travelling through Oslo. I walked to right outside the royal palace, there where two guards patrolling there even with guns and there where some tourists there plus two brown foreigners who where sniffing some substance out of some napkin, they seemed high.
One of them came up to me wanting something, either to beg or something and I walked away saying "no thanks" he then gave me the finger, started kicking dirt at me and telling me "fuck you". I then leaped at him and he leaped at me, I grabbed his shoulders, pushed him back and he then realized how strong I was. I told him "what are you doing, you are high, you are high." his friend or whatever then came and said "we are sorry ok, we'r sorry". I relaxed my body language, wished them good luck in life, shake'd their hands and told them not to do drugs.
I'm really annoyed this whole experience happened at that time in my life, partially because I regret not doing anything to him when he was clearly being offensive for absolutely no reason and deserved retribution, I felt so furious. I promised myself after my childhood to never let anyone disrespect me, unfortunately it happens occasionally with dumbass, crazy strangers and I still just try to solve things peacefully or just ignore them and do nothing like I have done most of my life.
It bothered me greatly because right after this I went to the like national theater nearby, payed and watched part 2 of John Cleese's stand up show "paying my wife." I barely laughed, I guess the first part was better, but the man has just suffered from old age and a divorce. He was the first celebrity I had seen live, a real legend and to me it occurred how people over-hype celebrities, they're all just humans with flaws just like the rest of us.
My only advice to others is to always be vigilant and sane, stay physically strong, never get drunk when you are out among other people...things can happen. If groups of strangers want to pick a fight with you and you are not Bruce Lee skilled. You are better off swallowing you're pride and walking away, whatever anger you're feeling will pass like chemicals in your brain.
Yes, I've had a weird life but it has made me into an aware, unique and critical thinking individual.
Edit : The Krav Maga video was really interesting and show real life authentic situations, it's really no bullshit or fancy moves you learn there just life and death skills.
When I was 14, some dumb fight between me+friends and a group of people from a rival summer camp. Nothing really came of it, we just threw rocks and yelled at each other for a while.
Honestly, I've been challenged to fights, and I usually just walk away. It's not worth it to me to "prove my manhood" or some shit, I'd much rather be healthy and unbruised/broken.
ah the good old days, i didnt have many frends because i started off picking a fight with the strongest kids in the class to be the boss..... surprisingly i kept rising up in the ranks till i beat a guy 2 years older than me. in high school i fought this guy and my fighting stance was terrible... keep walking to the guy with my hands up until i can reach him. the guy was bigger and had more reach, but i was able to take hits. i won many fights because of this but now i dodge fights whenever i can.
Only once that i can remember, in 2007, and it wasn't really a fight.
This one kid (Idk if he was mentally retarded, gay, both or something else) decided it was a good idea to dry hump the tent i was sleeping in. He kept doing it, and i warned him that i was gona punch him in the face if he didn't stop. He didn't stop, and i punched him in the face. Didn't even get in trouble, cause i warned him and he was being a retard.
Eighth grade this guy was pissed in a b-ball game at recess, because I kept out rebounding him and schooling him even though he went to some expensive b-ball camp. So when I got the rebounds he would pick me up and drop me, like it was fucking WWF or something. Finally, I try to punch him in his round, soft gut, but I miss and hit his hipbone, breaking my hand, failing to injure him in the slightest. Haven't fought since. Last I heard, he was in jail for assaulting someone in high school.
On December 10 2010 11:15 DaCruise wrote: 10 years ago I emptied an ashtray in a guys drink for no reason. He wanted me to buy him a new drink and I refused. He punched me really hard but I was lucky. No broken stuff or anything. Just a little blood from nose and mouth. The guy that punched me broke his hand. Guess I have hard bones.
Havnt been in any sorts of trouble since. Imo if you often end in fights its because you have some mental issues,,,,unless you ofc live in a very criminal area. I know some guys who end up in fights on a regular basis saying that they are always provoked and what not. Well dont get provoked that easily then! Its not hard to avoid fights.
You sound like a real asshole with mental issues. Why else would you dump an ashtray in someone's drink for "no reason"? Is this a joke post or something? If someone did that to me, they would buy me a new one or I would break my hand on them.
On December 10 2010 05:59 Tazza wrote: Next fight in the same grade, some kid says he punched hard, so I say punch me. I know, its a really dumbass thing to do, but I was in 8th grade, and had a shit of testosterone going on. So in a bathroom, he punches me, and again, I went crazy. I highkicked him in the face, and just started pounding on him. High kick learned from taekwondo btw.
I usually walk away from someone trying to start a fight with me. I got in a couple fights in high school. This one punk kept trying to kick me and provoke me, so I threw him to the ground and he never bothered me again. Another time a kid got mad and punched me in the head literally because I was better at math than him. He had a ridiculous form and made a funny yelling noise when he did it. Didn't even hurt, but he sure was stoked. I lolled, stared at him, and he fled.
Man I have so many stories. Here in shanghai I've heard of and witnessed so many fights. I was almost involved in two but in the end everything worked out. First in 11th grade there was this asshole who thought he was the shit cuz he was popular, but the truth is everyone in school hated him. One day the guys girlfriend started flirting with my friend and when he found out, he told my friend to meet him outside school on Friday to settle it. When others people at school heard everyone wanted to see the guy get his ass beat so on that day, 20-30 other guys from our school and other international schools who hated him went to watch him lose in a fight to my friend, but turns out my friend got his ass beat and on the guys watching got really pissed. Some of the guys pulled the guy to an alley and beat the shit outta him with basebal bats which gave him a concussion, proceeded to get pissed off at my friend for losing and wanted to beat him up and started to take out brass knuckles and police sticks. However I was ready that day and pulled out my nunchucks and told them to back off. They let us go that day, but when I got back to school I had to constantly watch my back cuz they could have jumped me at anytime and carried my nunchucks with me everywhere. And it then turns out that my friend whom I protected that day gave the guys my phone number and told them where to find me and so he guys went and looked for me. They found me and told me to get in their van but I told them I wasn't going anywhere with them. It was the last day before summer holidays and I really didnt want to fight them and so I apologized and gave them some money to leave me alone. Hey finally did and that was the end of that. The second time I was at a club and was minding my own business when my friend started to dance with this chick, my friend was lesbian so I think the girls boyfriend didn't mind but them my friend got me to dance with her and them the guy got pissed off and tried to pull me out of he club, the girl I was dancing with pulled me back into the crowd and so the guy lost me, he kept looking around the club but I think he forgot what I looked like cuz he passed by me like 5 times and after awhile he gave up. Lots of other stories. I learn Chinese sanda but recently broke my femur sparring my 200 pound friend. On crutches, and it's been 3 months. Everything in the world can be solved in a clean honorable one on one fight where you try to hurt the guy but dont kill him, some people really deserve to get beat up cuz after the first fight, the guy my friend fought was never an asshole to anyone again.
No, never been in a fight. I would never start a fight. There's just no reason to do it, ever. If someone was physically aggresive toward me, I probably wouldn't fight back unless there was absolutely no way to avoid it (I would rather run or call for help).
Yeah, I'm a pussy, but I just think that there's no reason for grown adults to physically fight like children. I have the same attitude toward people who ever under any circumstances get ragingly, red-faced angry, even without physical violence. There's no reason for it, and it just makes you look like an idiot. I got over temper tantrums when I hit double digits.
One time in elementary school, though, some kid punched me in the face because I was calling him stupid or something. I just kind of laughed it off and looked forward to however he was gonna get punished. I never did find out how he got punished (I think he got suspended), but I got a detention for "provoking" him. what BS
When I was 18(6 years ago wow). My brother, my mate and I were strolling around Auckland City after going to a few bars and then thinking we should take a cheap ride home by taking the late night bus. Anyway, as we were passing burger king my brother spots two guys( I think they were in the early 20's). Who looked like "wiggers" (White people trying to look gangsta).
My brother turns to them and says "Go home you wiggers"
Almost instantly the taller one of the two gets up and says "What you call me!" - repeat x 3
My brother just says "Wigger", after about the 4th time this 'gangsta' has asked "What you call me". He looks over at his mate and does this short nod.
His mate dives at my brother, but in this weird failing arm charge. Like imagine someone is coming at you leaning downwards(face towards the ground), and their arms are swinging around manically. It was bizarre.
I dive in to pull off the crazy dude from my brother. Now I got this weird guy kinda trying to attack me. Almost like he was a wild monkey trying to tackle me.
My brother did some quick punches to the original gangsta's stomach and he fell to the ground. Meanwhile I got tired of trying to fend of the crazy monkey and just footed the ground and pushed him back as hard as I could. Ended up tackling him back. Once I had him pinned to the ground his mate got back up and was all like "Hey man don't hurt him!"
I hadn't hurt the monkey, only wanted him to stop being crazy. I let the monkey go soon after and the two guys scampered off into the darkness(one actually left his sun glasses behind). It was about this time as the night shrouded the two gangsta's, that I noticed all this time my friend had just been watching and laughing >_>
Oh and about 1minute later, two officers on patrol walked by(liquor ban enforcement that night). I gave the cops the sun glasses.
I got into other fights, but that one is memorable for how silly/stupid it was.
In my freshman year I took Korean as my foreign language. There was a douchebag in my class that just hated everyone. Luckily my school has some a pretty large Korean group that does some pretty bad shit (they all roll,drink, weed, etc.) and they also didn't like the douchebag very much. The faggot always tried to start shit with me in class, he would flick lead at me, punch me then say "come on lets start something" and shit like that but one time when he punched me I caught his hand and twisted it and fucked it up, then he got up and punched me in the head 3 times, the teacher saw and he got expelled, the korean druggie groups in my class that also didn't like him jumped him afterschool
Last summer a friend and I went to a party, but we didn't know ANYONE there. It was just a girl who was hanging with us, and she wanted to go to the party cuz she knew someone.
So we're at the party, we're thinking "let's just sit in a corner and be unnoticed". We sit on a couch, and this dude on my right says something to my friend (on my left), about a joke he made. They start dissing each other and I'm trying to calm them down (since he could've been the host for all we knew), but nothing works, they start grabbing each other's necks and pulling/pushing all over the couch. I manage to slip away with my beer intact, and they were in a weird choke and cursing at each other.
Three seconds later, two more dudes come and start pummeling my friend. I manage to step back a bit while the table was being knocked over, a lot of glasses/bottles get on the floor, and I end up next to a cute chick and just asked her "How's it going?" while she was staring at them horrified.
Shortly after, the real host comes in and breaks up the fight, the dudes leave (and we stay, lol), and the host apologizes to us ("they were drunk, please don't be upset/don't leave", etc). We stayed for about 20 minutes more and left, and my friend was kinda angry at me for not stepping in, but in all fairness, we were heavily outnumbered, and I did ask him to stop and ignore the idiot when it started.
So yeah, moral of the story, walk away as often as possible, but still try to be in shape just in case you can't avoid something. Running away is not always an option either, like in that case, the dude just wanted to fight, and my friend was dumb enough (huge ego) to give him a reason to.
Never been into any fight to be honest.. Cannot imagine how it is Did some martial arts training (Muay Thai) and now that I am actually living in Thailand for quite a while I never looked back to that eversince lol.
Long story short: Never been into any fight and I am shocked reading some of your stories
When i was 19, I and a friend were mistaken by others of the club to be some drug dealers who had scammed them. They kicked the shit out of us, both of us were hospitalised for 2weeks. It was pretty serious. Although it wasnt much of a fight, as they punched me in the back of the head, smashed my face into a brick wall and I was pretty much unconcious at that point.
Other than that, one time at a movie a guy would not shut the fuck up. (sin city actually). When I turned and told him to shut up, he starting laughing and then proceeded to throw shit at me throughout the movie. At the end of the movie, I saw him outside and hit him 3 times after he took the first swing. He started to cry, and heave like he was going to puke. hahahahaha. I guess that wasnt much of a fight either, but it is a favorite among me and my buddies.
I'm a professional fighter, but I haven't been in a street fight since I was like 16. When you don't have to prove anything to yourself or anyone else it's very easy to avoid fights. The only time I could ever realistically see myself fighting outside of the ring/cage would be if someone physically attacked my wife/kids. Then shit would get real really quickly.
Just last week I got in a fight with some black guy who said he was gonna kill me.
We started the fight after school in an alley way with like 5 of my friends watching and 8 of his friends watching. It started off with him trying to tackle me into a wall so I elbowed him and blood just gashed out of his forehead. Then I head-butted him straight in the nose and he fell down, so I proceeded to beat him up and thats when it all happened... Some guy was walking up behind me while his friend was laying on the floor getting punched by me, and one of my friends saw this quick and he threw a brick at this guys head. It was right on target but I didn't get to see it, thats what I was told. After that I heard like 3 gun shots and everyone started running in all directions. Shits scary and I don't think I want to get into too many fights anymore ......
Yeah no real fights since early high school (or junior high). Back then I got into my fair share of quarrels but I guess I'm still here. Broken up a few fights (rather, drunken brawls?) since then. I guess you could count that as 'being involved'...
On December 10 2010 11:15 DaCruise wrote: 10 years ago I emptied an ashtray in a guys drink for no reason. He wanted me to buy him a new drink and I refused. He punched me really hard but I was lucky. No broken stuff or anything. Just a little blood from nose and mouth. The guy that punched me broke his hand. Guess I have hard bones.
Havnt been in any sorts of trouble since. Imo if you often end in fights its because you have some mental issues,,,,unless you ofc live in a very criminal area. I know some guys who end up in fights on a regular basis saying that they are always provoked and what not. Well dont get provoked that easily then! Its not hard to avoid fights.
On December 10 2010 12:31 Jacko11 wrote: Man I have so many stories. Here in shanghai I've heard of and witnessed so many fights. I was almost involved in two but in the end everything worked out. First in 11th grade there was this asshole who thought he was the shit cuz he was popular, but the truth is everyone in school hated him. One day the guys girlfriend started flirting with my friend and when he found out, he told my friend to meet him outside school on Friday to settle it. When others people at school heard everyone wanted to see the guy get his ass beat so on that day, 20-30 other guys from our school and other international schools who hated him went to watch him lose in a fight to my friend, but turns out my friend got his ass beat and on the guys watching got really pissed. Some of the guys pulled the guy to an alley and beat the shit outta him with basebal bats which gave him a concussion, proceeded to get pissed off at my friend for losing and wanted to beat him up and started to take out brass knuckles and police sticks. However I was ready that day and pulled out my nunchucks and told them to back off. They let us go that day, but when I got back to school I had to constantly watch my back cuz they could have jumped me at anytime and carried my nunchucks with me everywhere. And it then turns out that my friend whom I protected that day gave the guys my phone number and told them where to find me and so he guys went and looked for me. They found me and told me to get in their van but I told them I wasn't going anywhere with them. It was the last day before summer holidays and I really didnt want to fight them and so I apologized and gave them some money to leave me alone. Hey finally did and that was the end of that. The second time I was at a club and was minding my own business when my friend started to dance with this chick, my friend was lesbian so I think the girls boyfriend didn't mind but them my friend got me to dance with her and them the guy got pissed off and tried to pull me out of he club, the girl I was dancing with pulled me back into the crowd and so the guy lost me, he kept looking around the club but I think he forgot what I looked like cuz he passed by me like 5 times and after awhile he gave up. Lots of other stories. I learn Chinese sanda but recently broke my femur sparring my 200 pound friend. On crutches, and it's been 3 months. Everything in the world can be solved in a clean honorable one on one fight where you try to hurt the guy but dont kill him, some people really deserve to get beat up cuz after the first fight, the guy my friend fought was never an asshole to anyone again.
Do you live in a kung-fu movie? Because that's AWESOME!
On December 10 2010 12:55 Darpa wrote: Other than that, one time at a movie a guy would not shut the fuck up. (sin city actually). When I turned and told him to shut up, he starting laughing and then proceeded to throw shit at me throughout the movie. At the end of the movie, I saw him outside and hit him 3 times after he took the first swing. He started to cry, and heave like he was going to puke. hahahahaha. I guess that wasnt much of a fight either, but it is a favorite among me and my buddies.
Reading this made me happy, I really hate those people. You sir, are a hero.
I could understand there might be some draw to get in a fight, but I would be scared what would happen. In reality, things can escalate and a split second can just end a life. I had a friend that stabbed someone else with a pencil on the side of the head. We were kids at the time, but if that pencil lead was a little longer, we'd have a kid with a damaged eye.
Then I have another friend who said at his old school he stabbed someone in a fight. These people are normal, but in certain situations, anyone can just go beserk. I'd be also worried about the aftereffects of the fight. Would the opponent want revenge? I would not want to be run over, gunned down, etc.
Something tells me the more you train at martial arts and serious well executed fighting of that nature, the less likely you are to ever get in to an actual street fight. Probably because someone with that kind of dedication and knowledge of the subject knows how serious and dangerous most real fights are (and how its almost always a bad idea to fight when you can avoid it) and is smart enough to go to great lengths to avoid them because of that.
On December 10 2010 12:31 Jacko11 wrote: Some of the guys pulled the guy to an alley and beat the shit outta him with basebal bats which gave him a concussion, proceeded to get pissed off at my friend for losing and wanted to beat him up and started to take out brass knuckles and police sticks. However I was ready that day and pulled out my nunchucks and told them to back off.
Do you live in a kung-fu movie? Because that's AWESOME!
On December 10 2010 14:40 funnybananaman wrote: Something tells me the more you train at martial arts and serious well executed fighting of that nature, the less likely you are to ever get in to an actual street fight. Probably because someone with that kind of dedication and knowledge of the subject knows how serious and dangerous most real fights are (and how its almost always a bad idea to fight when you can avoid it) and is smart enough to go to great lengths to avoid them because of that.
Pretty much. I practice martial art extensively also and the only time I ever fight seriously was then some jerkoff attempt to stab me in the face and try to steal my camera was I was exiting a club. Lucky my training and reflex was good enough to barely avoid the knife from hitting anything vita (still got a small cut near the left eye) and was able to throw a single punch back. However, the jerkoff was able to yank the camera off the string and ran off. Seeing as I barely escape death, I decided that the best action is to just let it go and not risk my life chasing after the asshole. I didn't really got a good look at his face or anything so I also decide not to call the cops and just go home to disinfect band aid the cut.
Other than that one time, I always be the bigger person and back off from a fight.
The problem with random street fights is that you don't know if the guy is carrying a knife, a gun or has like 20 boys in the back thats going to sucker punch you out and then play hide the beer bottle over your unconscious body.
I've use to get into fights back in school but kids with noodle arms don't really have any knockout power so it was basically 2 guys, 1 arm holding the other guys shirt and right arm swinging hay makers that missed 9/10 times.
After school I've been in like 2 fights with muggers who asked me for my money..but they didn't produce a weapon or threaten me with anything weapon. Both situation resulted in rolling wrestling matches on the ground.
The most recent time happened outside my house these student who live near me caused some trouble, I called them some names so they became confrontational and aggressive. The first thing I did was back off and look for this brick that I knew I had as a gate stopper but for some reason that night.. it wasn't there..(lol?) anyway my other neighbors came out after nearing the commotion threaten to call the police, realizing that we all knew where every1 lived..the situation was defused.
On a side note:
As comical as Bas is.. so much of is practical advice.
Violence never solved any problems and there is no shame in running, if talking doesn't help.
Our primal instincts tell us to fight, if we could solve a problem either quickly by fighting or slowly by talking, but those primal instincts are about 3 million years old... and who listens to those senile, crazy old guys.
I got into a few situations which could have become fights but resolved all of them by just staying calm, no matter how angry the other person was.
Luckily in germany getting robbed is not very common, but even in that case i'd rather give them a few bucks than fight and ultimatly lose because either he is not alone or he is armed with a knife - though i would try talking to him/them first, i strongly believe there is always a peaceful solution if you are friendly and understanding of their problems.
No, I have never actually been in a fight. I'm not afraid of getting my ass kicked or kicking ass, but the opportunity never came up. There have only been 3 times I've ever come close to getting in a fight The first was punching a friend in the face after he slapped by back in the locker room. If that has happened to anyone else, then you know that shit is painful as hell. That was the 3rd time that day and I had just about enough. Punched him in the jaw and he backed off.
Second time was, again, with another friend. I don't remember what the hell the arguing was about, but I swung at him and stopped myself before hitting him cause we were good friends. I know the argument was something stupid, but I can't remember what.
The 3rd time I almost got into a fight was with some douchebag in high school that thought he was the shit. He was black and I'm white. He would insult me everyday because of me being white and then everyday after school proceed to ask me for a ride home because he knew I had a car. I told him to fuck off every day, but one day, he got pissed and backed me up onto a wall in the hallway when I told him to fuck off. I grabbed his shirt, spun him around and shoved him up against the wall while holding him down by the throat with my forearm and hreatened him with a "Do that one more time and see how your face ends up." He never talked to me again after that. Quite pathetic as he was twice my size, but just a bitch.
Pro tip: formal martial arts doesn't do shit in a street fight. If you get hit by three guys or even just one with a knife you're not going to karate your way out of it.
TL definitely needs to start it's own fight club, just like the movie "fight club", except here they will pit angry/raging/terrible posters against each other to fight to the death, that way there will be less of them, and I can be entertained at the same time, casted by our favs like Day9 and incontrol etc...
Fight 1 (was around 16): 3 small guys against me (retards)... Grabbed one and hit his head to a wall, slammed the other to the groud, the 3d just ran away.
Fight 2 (was around 18): Big old school bulli finnaly oversteps the line.. First he sends one of his "slaves" to hit me, this guy to this day has no strait teeth from the one hit he became as an answer :p. Then the big one comes while i was walking/running away catching up to me by the stairs... I Headbut him, he tumbles a little down and smashes his head into a Door :D.. He had to see a doctor ^^ (nothing serious, just lots of blood from the door).
Fight 3 (was around 22): Some guy punches my brother (group of oi-skins). Some small brawling ensues between a friend and the guy that hit my brother (i noticed it just then), we sepereate them and while getting up the other guy kicks my friend in the head (we held them both)... I get sight of the guy that now hit my brother and my friend for no reason... I laugh at him.. he comes, gives me a headbut.. I grab his had, smash it into a guitar-monitor (i swear that thing moved..), chokeslam him to the ground, mount him and just punch his face while being kicked by some of his friends (as i was told, i didn't feel that, i just wanted to smash face and was annoyed that he had his hands in the way of my fury)... Then it gets cleared up and the others drag their friend out while we are allowed to party on... Victory Shots :D.
Fight 4 (was 26): 2 guys wanted to Rob me... One held my back, i can grab the one in front of me, punch him, scramble free and run... Nasty cut over my left eye... Probably from something more than his fist but i don't remember that exactly, well, didn't lose my money or anything.
Fight 5 (was 26, 1-2 months later). Notice someone catching up to me, smack, i'm on the ground trying to defend me but it's to late, i'm robbed... But they didn't get my phone/keys so it wasn't that bad. 3 Days later i had my Cards/ID's again, the police found them.
Some guy started shit talking to me on a bus.So when we got out, he started coming towards me like with that " What? You got something to say?" look... So I swung back a little and threw the most predictable but also the most powerful punch I could. Hit his jaw. (For some reason he was confident enough that he was trying to block my punch with his face). He fell down and started to twitch...bad... His friend picked him up and tried to "resurrect" him.
I got in a couple of fights earlier in life but in that moment...when I saw him twitching like that...I was so shocked, that I knew I would never get in fights again. Was literally shivering for a couple of hours...
Ive took martial arts for 5 years and I don't really think that gives me any real advantage in any sort of fight at all but its more of a basis to feel comfortable in a fight and a basic feel for your fighting style because when shit goes down the rules are gone and letting up on someone can mean you get beat down that said ive been a few fights most of them were stupid and petty and I never really was an antagonist in most of them ( no real use in trying to start a fight with people its rather childish I can't say I haven't been a cause in all of them though ).
once I was walking home from highschool and me and a friend stopped at the subway on the way and got sandwhichs as we were near his house to chill and play some video games a kid (about 200 or so pounds) yelled "SUBWAY SUCKS" and I kind of shot my mouth off saying something along the lines of that doesn't surprise me to the least chubbs and he turned around and took a shot at the back of my head I don't remember exactly what happened I just know I kneed him in the stomache and uppercutted him and he was on the floor crying after that I gave helped him get off the floor then walked away to go eat food
and once I got hit in the back of the head by a bat by this mexican kids friends then repeatedly hit whislt I was on the floor because I convinced his gf to break up with him because he was abusive, after the hit to the head I stumbled and almost blacked out but as I came back to I was in fetal position being hit by these 2 guys and I kicked one kid as hard as possible in the genitals he dropped his bat on me I think it caught his friend off guard because he stopped hitting me long enough to roll away with the bat and I think I said something along the lines of you made your point you're such a fucking tough guy as I started to back away, he kind of charged me and I used the bat kind of like a lance so to speak which knocked the breath out of him but he also hit me in the head again, more closer to the neck after that I backed away the kid I kicked just watched me back away and his friend was catching his breath and that was the end of it, I never walked home with headphones on again only earphones with one ear in. the depressing part is they broke my Sennheisers I think they were HD25's which I just left there since they were smashed in half, I had to get stitches in my upper lip I bit threw my lower lip the back of my head and my templish area I have pictures of how fucked up and swollen I was not a good experience, Although some friends of mine jumped them 4 days later because they were going around talking about how they fucked me up so bad and such I didn't go back to school for a week and half or so didn't really know it nor was I really happy about it (I don't like others fighting a battle they werent really involved in) I also don't know how bad they got hurt in the fight I did end up fighting the original abusive kid a few weeks later because of spite.
EDIT: oh wow didn't realize this was this long but thought I should note that after the fight with the abusive douche that was the last fight ive been in for the past 3-4 years or so i prefer it this way lol but even so its nice to know I can handle myself when the situation arises I can probably post pictures of my mashed up face by request it could also serve the purpose to show that fighting isn't really worth it (you wont always win)
On December 10 2010 05:20 StorkHwaiting wrote: lol yes, been in fights, never a good reason, and always regret it. Real street fights are extremely dangerous. Death is always a possibility. Even a great fighter can make one small mistake and get totally obliterated. Better to stick to the ring and have fun. Real fights are too risky.
Agree. I've done various types of martial arts for a total of...6 years or so...and I try my best to avoid any possible fights. They are really dangerous, you can't be sure if the other person has rules or not, you CAN die too if something goes bad. No point to get in a fight today in modern society...not to mention the legal implications.
Real fights never have rules. If its serious enough to fight about, its serious enough to throw all the rules out.
The best martial art to know is combat shooting. This is the only martial art that 100% of the world's militaries practice. To make your combat shooting effective, one has to also learn weapon retention (obviously), extreme close quarters hand to hand, and grappling. Unarmed knife defense knowledge is also very necessary to have.
You arn't invincible if you know these, but you will be much more well off then you would otherwise be.
No one ever messed with me. Not because I was big and intimidating. But because I'm so small and frail. People always told me that they'd feel too bad if they ever hit me.
On December 10 2010 12:55 Darpa wrote: When i was 19, I and a friend were mistaken by others of the club to be some drug dealers who had scammed them. They kicked the shit out of us, both of us were hospitalised for 2weeks. It was pretty serious. Although it wasnt much of a fight, as they punched me in the back of the head, smashed my face into a brick wall and I was pretty much unconcious at that point.
Other than that, one time at a movie a guy would not shut the fuck up. (sin city actually). When I turned and told him to shut up, he starting laughing and then proceeded to throw shit at me throughout the movie. At the end of the movie, I saw him outside and hit him 3 times after he took the first swing. He started to cry, and heave like he was going to puke. hahahahaha. I guess that wasnt much of a fight either, but it is a favorite among me and my buddies.
Some time ago I was with my gf returning from a party. Pretty late at night, some beer in the blood. Was joking about the global warming and how cars are destroying our planet (lulz). Well the joke goes on and for the sake of the fun me and my gf we started to hit the wheel (very gently) and saying bad words... well somekind of trip. Then I hit the wheel of a truck (LIKE THE WHEEL WAS BIGGER THAN ME, WTF), and a guy came out from a car. It was his "daddy's car" so he was pretty pissed. Pluss I have to add that I knew the guy in question, I humiliated him during school days (he was/is a moron, certainly gona kill him someday). So the guy was looking for some kind of revenge from 10 years ago, he started to push me, a little fight fallow. Since I was with my gf and was pretty drunk, I just did not defend myself and tried to restrein him. Well, i got a black eye and finally restrein him, the police passed by and I lost the night at their office.
I nearly got in a fight at one point in my life... Actually, I was not trained in martial arts or any type of fighting, so I just did the cheap thing where you pretended to go for the face and punch the stomach. Then I ran for it :D
You are lucky guy that you havent been in fight. Well here in Bratislava its kind of hard to not get in to the fight when you are in bar or at some event. a lot of guys want to just kick your ass for nothing. Last time i get to the fight it was 3-4mounths ago. it was 2am and we were going home from billiard club with 2 friends and some girls, but there were some drunks and they just yelled at us what are we laughing at and they wanted to kick our asses. well it was really fast probably cause they were SO wasted K.O after 1st hit. I really hate people who wants to fight you when you have there girls with you. Its nothing special when drunk guys want to fight here :x
I used to fight all of the time during junior high and highschool, but since i've realised that it is friggen dangerous and that i really shouldn't do it anymore. I went to a school in Millwoods (also known as 'browntown') in which a good majority of the population was/is brown. As a white kid who was friends with most of the native/african american guys, i was basically thrust into the middle of racial turmoil that i would rather have not dealt with.
The most memorable both happened with the same guy. Basically, one day he came up to me and my friends and started throwing out explatives from the n-word through basically every other word you can throw out their while telling racial jokes of bad taste, as you can guess. I called him out, called him a douche, and basically told him he better stop or else.... to which he laughed and said he'd stop if i fought him. So i did.
The fight was uneventful and got broken up by a teacher after we both landed one or two hits. We were about 14 so we couldn't really inflict too much damage. Other than that, my principle told me that i was a stand up citizen while he suspended me.
About two years after that, the same guy was following us around because all of his friends apparently realized he was a tool and ditched him. As you can guess, there was still some bad blood on my part and I decided to get a little mouthy. I ended up telling him to go suck his moms' penis because we wanted nothing to do with him. He got all pissy, we both puffed up our shoulders up in peacock-esque display and he eventually backed down. I then turned around, and started to walk away and the bastard sucker punched me. I then turned around and popped him in the face twice, and then i just remember being pulled off by my massive gym teacher.
I actually didn't even get suspended the second time, only an inschool suspension for my "use of language" while the other guy got expelled.
I am proud of those two, but I actually fought quite a few more times that i am much less proud of. I am glad i left that aggressive side of me behind, to say the least.
I've been in a few fights but nothing serious. Although a few retarded people have threatened me with knives and shit before, like one time in HS I had a cooking class and we made some kind of chocolate cake, so I was carrying it around the whole day and some kid pulled out a knife and told me to give him some. I refused, and then the teacher came into our classroom and told us both to sit-down (which we did)... I wonder if he'd have stabbed me for it.
On December 10 2010 05:20 StorkHwaiting wrote: lol yes, been in fights, never a good reason, and always regret it. Real street fights are extremely dangerous. Death is always a possibility. Even a great fighter can make one small mistake and get totally obliterated. Better to stick to the ring and have fun. Real fights are too risky.
Agree. I've done various types of martial arts for a total of...6 years or so...and I try my best to avoid any possible fights. They are really dangerous, you can't be sure if the other person has rules or not, you CAN die too if something goes bad. No point to get in a fight today in modern society...not to mention the legal implications.
Real fights never have rules. If its serious enough to fight about, its serious enough to throw all the rules out.
The best martial art to know is combat shooting. This is the only martial art that 100% of the world's militaries practice. To make your combat shooting effective, one has to also learn weapon retention (obviously), extreme close quarters hand to hand, and grappling. Unarmed knife defense knowledge is also very necessary to have.
You arn't invincible if you know these, but you will be much more well off then you would otherwise be.
What he said.
Combat shooting, QCB, and stress inoculation so you don't freeze.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!!
I've been in some street fights. Lost most of them. But mostly because Sagat is OP. At least my friend's Sagat is because he's just too good with it. I know my Dhalsim should beat him on long range, but I suck at zoning and can't dodge the tiger shots right. So he can beat me by just spamming that crap. And let's not even talk about when he actually plays seriously and closes up on me. I get owned quickly in the wake up game. He knows the timing on my teleporting away so he closes in again very quickly with tiger knees before I can get space to yoga fire.
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.
I have friends that have used bjj in street fights and smashed people. Of course you can't do things like shoot for doubles or pull guard but when people say bjj isn't effective in the street it's usually a pretty big indicator that they don't know what they're talking about.
I have a pretty big mouth so I usually scare people off Never fought, did punch some people in the face. Real fights are probably way dangerous! Don't get into one lol
High school. I forgot what was the reason but I was pissed with someone for some stupid reason (I was fucked up at that time, full of hate and shit). Pushed him from across the class and pinned him to the class board. Kinda like bad cop trying to get information outta a middle man. I refrained myself from hitting him only because I realized the whole class was wide-eyeing me.
Horrible thing is that in the next 3 years I can look at him and never think about that particular incident, like I didn't feel any guilt at all. God forgive me.
Not counting MMA, or "smokers" I haven't been in a fight since high school, and back then it was more about keeping my rep so people didn't fuck with my "business ventures"
I go out clubbing quite alot and there always seems to be fights and honestly it just seems so childish, but whatever I'm too busy getting with ladies.
in general, those who can fight well don't fight unless they have no other choice.
I studied a few martial arts such a Judo, Kung Fu and Jeet Kune Do and i avoid fighting at all costs, I have never met anyone on the street that i thought "you could take me" but thats besides the point. Whether or not I would win makes no difference, whether or not I should fight them does. If there is a way to not fight, I'll take that route but if I have no other choice (which to my mind means only when myself or a friend are in serious danger) then I will break open a can of whoop ass.
You can usually talk your way out of a fight, and martial artists actually get taught about these things in addition to how to give a beat down ;p
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.
I have friends that have used bjj in street fights and smashed people. Of course you can't do things like shoot for doubles or pull guard but when people say bjj isn't effective in the street it's usually a pretty big indicator that they don't know what they're talking about.
Pinch? Oh noes.
Wouldnt you hate to go to ground only to learn that the other guy can wrestle and has a knife in his pocket? Learning ground skills is necessary for survival, but it should never be your preferred, or optimal place of combat.
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
^^ This is the most important thing i think. A few years back i got jumped by three guys who were trying to force their way into a house I was staying in (was normally only full of girls). What I learnt the hard way : Never go to ground if you can help it and always get the first hit in somewhere vital (throat/groin) and then get outta there. Luckily for me I pursuaded them to let me stand up again, whilst they were kicking my head in, took my break and got away.
Really, if you can go to ground to finish a fight and get up really fast there is no problem. IF you can guarantee that you can finish and get up in a matter of seconds.
The main problem with going to ground is the loss of mobility. Any fight worth the time only happens when you are defending yourself or somebody else. If you are fighting for yourself, your main goal should be to GTFO, not necessarily to hurt the other guy. Going to ground means that you can not readily disengage.
If you are fighting to protect somebody else, you want to stay on your feet so that you can deal with any buddies the guy you are beating on might have that are going to go mess with your girlfriend/family/kids/wife/random stranger etc. while you are distracted.
In first or second grade, some kid was doing his Power Ranger moves on me. In turn, I used my WWF moves on him. I put him in a choker hold, he got a bloody nose, and I almost lost my Star Student for it. This was so long ago, however. The details are fuzzy. It's interesting because I'm so quiet and calm now days that this story is told as a joke.
On December 10 2010 05:44 nbMifu wrote: For people who are trained in martial arts (I have some training too, not a lot though) it may be tempting to enter a street fight. Once in a while we find some stupid people who may deserve a beating, and when we are training like statix mentioned, we feel really confident. But if you calm down and thing straight, you will realize that most of the times entering a fight will not be benefitial for no one.
Once the following happened to me: I was going back home from my University. I had to cross a bridge to get to the subway station. It was about 10 in the night (after classes I practice Taisan Kung-fu, so I end up going home late). And I live in São Paulo, not the safest place.
So, when crossing the bridge alone, two suspicious looking guys about my age came in my direction. I instinctly put my guard up just before one of them tried to grab my bag. They kept asking me to give them my things. I remember I was very confident in my skills and knew I could take them in a fight. I also knew they most likely did not had a gun with them (living most of my life in Brazil thaught me to Identify such things heheh).
What happend is that by being confident about my safety, I was able to stay calm and think about what was the best action I should take. I then kept my defensive position and said I woudn't give shit to them. After insisting two or three times they gave up and went away without a fight.
I was happy they did not try to steal me, because if they did I would have to beat them. The problem is, they most likely live in the favela behind my University, and I use that bridge 5 times a week. Had I beat them, they would probably get mad, and perhaps get some friends or even a gun and wait for me the next day. I would have to change my schedule and go home another time, or by a different route. The way it went, they alerady forgot my face, and I forgot theirs.
Edit: I forgot to mention that some dude tried to steal me the following week in the same place. But I just had to say no once and he was like kthksbye
TLDR: People who know how to fight may get tempted to beat Idiots. But their skill should actually allow them to be calmer, think straight and avoid fighting when possible
june 28. 1am. bar fight. my old roommate works in a bar downtown. she moved out to a new place in the end of may, so me and a friend go there becasue i wanted to say hi and get some drinks that actually have alcohol in them. me and my friend who's black (i say black becasue it's the reason this fight happens. setting up details) are inside and he sees a classmate of his. they're are in school for massage therapy. we're talking to her and this guy comes up to us, super defensive and the like saying, ''hey this is my girlfriend'' the girl was like, ''no dude, we broke up months ago'' so i laugh at him and walk off to talk to my old roomie. my friend stays there with the girl, buying her drinks and talking. all the while, that ex-bf is standing over those two. eventually my friend gets the hint and leaves her alone. too little too late.
as we leave we take the alley to get to the main road to start walking to my place. he's on his phone texting another friend who was out that night, but not with us, to see where he was at and if he was coming back with us. the ex-bf sucker punched my friend saying stuff like nigger this, nigger that, stay away from my girlfriend or i'll kill you.
i was walking a few steps ahead of him and i heard the punch, and saw his phone go flying ahead of me. the time it took me to turn around, assess the situation, and to size up the guy, he had said those things. this guy was 6'1'' and somewhere around 200 pounds. i'm 6'5'' and 155 pounds. (i had lost 10 pounds because my dad had died 2 weeks prior. my depression had me lose a lot of weight very fast since i wasn't eating.)
he was standing over my friend already looking like he was about to start wailing on him, and then i start swinging. first punch of mine hits him in the ear, second punch in the cheek and it knocks him down. my friend got up by this time and i'm yelling at the ex-bf guy to stay down it's not worth it. the ex-bf gets up after it's clear he's not going to do be able to do much since he was pretty drunk. he comes after me now since i'm the threat, and swings 4 times at me. i take steps back and block his swings with my left arm. i punch him a third time in the forehead and i get a sharp pain for a moment in my hand. the adrenaline kicks out any pain at this point instantly. and he falls down again. thankfully by now bouncers are able to break it apart and keep that guy from coming after me and my friend again. they tell us to leave cause they don't want to hold the ex-bf for any reason. we walk away and meet up with the third friend a few minutes later. tell him what happened. and we go back to my apartment.
shattered my 4th and 5th metacarpal on the last punch =[ (pinky and ring finger knuckle)
Used to have shit kick off often in my home town. Last time i got mugged two guys hit me and shouted for my wallet. I said ok and while i turned i punched one of them so hard i broke the guys jaw. still pretty proud of the fact that last time i got into a big unfair fight i ended up with a blood stain on my right foot and no other marks.
I know getting into fights will always end poorly, whether you win or not. But in the heat of the moment I honestly have trouble controlling myself. If someone deliberately attacks me then I consider my only option to be self defense. But if I have time to think, then I can usually convince myself to calm the fuck down and avoid the fight. I've been in a few fights in my life, mostly just high school scrapping on sports teams (you know how it is, he tackled me harder than I thought was necessary, a push back and a shove later theres a scuffle), but mostly now I just try to avoid situations like that. At clubs I always give the benefit of the doubt (it usually turns out okay, one time some guy bumped into my girl and knocked her into me. first instinct is to bottle that guy with my beer, but I calmed the fuck down while helping my girl get back up and that guy told us that he got shoved by a buddy, and that he'll buy us a round to apologize). One thing that I'm running into lately is road rage. I usually just try to zone out and chill when I drive, but especially at crowded malls and shit people are fighting for spots and cutting each other off, things piss me off. Just today I was trying to make a tight left turn in a parking lot while a guy was pulling a right by me. There wasnt enough space and I was waiting for one car to pass before moving, but he honked at me twice. I gestured at the car coming, and he rolled down his window and cussed at me. I gave him the finger and he threw his smoke at my car. Next thing I know I turned off my car right there and was out the door going towards his car ready to throw down. He immediately took off and I was left standing there angry out of my mind. For the entire ride home, I was just shaking in anger over such a small thing. I've calmed down since then but I'm thinking I should look into some anger management techniques to prevent little arguments break out into something I would regret.
Sorry this turned into more of a rant than a response
I accidently told the brother of a girl I used to sleep with that I fucked his sister when we were at the bar celebrating her birthday. Her boyfriend was there, and she cried. I was just too hammed.
Her brother and his 4 friends beat the shit out of me for about 45 seconds before the bouncer dragged me out of the bar.
And I worked with the girl, it was awkward the next day. LOL.
I actually have two fractures beneath my left eye and a really small area on the left side on my face is a little numb due to that. I can't remember much but apperently I didn't do shit and two guys just wanted to beat me up at a trainstation at 5 am or something. If I would have been sober and if they wouldn't have hit me together all of a sudden I would have probably beat those guys up. Didn't even go to the police because I knew they will never find them. Wrong place wrong time basically.
There was one time where some friends and me got into a fight actually. It was after a club or soemthing if I remember correctly and we were heading home. While we were going a friend and me noticed that one of our guys was missing and while we turned aroudn looking for him we saw a big group of dudes like 100m away that were screaming. Our friend was in there and ofcourse we ran over to help him. Was 4vs6, but they thought he is alone so we had the momentum when we were bursting in. It was over after 10-15 seconds maybe, partly because me and my friends were winning at that moment and partly because we heard a police siren pretty near us and all of us fled.
I suppose this must have looked funny to people that could haev watched us, since they saw 10 people running as fast as they could in different directions.
So basically I never fought because I wanted to but more because I "had to", which doesn't mean fighting is good. I always try to handle stuff orally (not what your dirty mind thinks) to avoid physical confrontation since mostly the things people are fighting about when they're drunk are pretty much irrelevant.
i dont know if this counts but after football practice one day a kid was being a douche in the shower and i threw a bar of soap at him and hit him in the balls. it was epic
I've gotten in multiple fights while drunk/at parties and 100% of the time its because they were at my place/my friends place, and being a d-bag or real creepy. There's alpha-maling and then there's drunkenly groping my gf, if you get my meaning.
Right or wrong, I don't care. I don't remember all the fights, either. I win the majority of them mono-a-mono, win others by proxy (friends show up), but I've gotten my ass pretty well kicked a couple of times lol
Look here is all you have to know about fighting... if you know you cant win... just drop your pants... and heres why 1) he beats up a guy with his pants down... he will forever be shamed and made fun of 2) he gets beatin up by a guy with his pants down... this is even worse or 3) he doesnt fight... therefor you win by not loosing...
The closest thing I can think of was when I was out clubbing with my friend, his brother and their girlfriends. As we were leaving the girls got separated from us and 2 drunk idiots started some shit with them (grabbing asses and the like). The girls ran over to us but the guys followed and tried instigate with us too. We shoved the guys off but none of us really wanted to fight (because fighting is dumb and their were 3 cop cars parked on the other side of the block). As we were hailing a cab one of the guys body-checked one of the girls into a fire hydrant. That is when some shit went down. I immediately threw the guy off her, which i was quite impressed about; being a skinny fuck with no business being in a fight and all. My friends on the other hand were jacked as fuck. I made sure Desiree was alright and picked her up and let the other girl calm her down but while I was doing that both of my friends went to work on the guys shouting "YOU DON'T HIT GIRLS" over and over. Because of all the shouting and it being close to last call so everyone was leaving anyways a pretty big group surrounded us. I figured with the police less then a block away we should probably gtfo, so i helped push the drunk guys over a knee-high fence into the club parking lot, as we were leaving this HUGE guy, (he looked kinda like Hurley from lost except ripped and scary) came up to me looking quite menacing and said " I don't know what's going on but hitting girls is wrong. What can I do to help" So I pointed at the guys in the parking lot and said they hit girls and we hailed a new cab (the first one bailed as soon as the fight started) and hauled ass out of there. Desiree was fine, a little shaken up but totally ok. We kinda just make jokes about it now. Especially about the Hurley guy, I'm pretty sure he did some horrible shit to those guys haha.
On December 12 2010 15:03 steelcaller wrote: Look here is all you have to know about fighting... if you know you cant win... just drop your pants... and heres why 1) he beats up a guy with his pants down... he will forever be shamed and made fun of 2) he gets beatin up by a guy with his pants down... this is even worse or 3) he doesnt fight... therefor you win by not loosing...
On December 10 2010 08:08 eXigent. wrote: A friend of mine got into a scuffle outside a nightclub with another person. He tried to mind his own business but the guy just wouldnt let it go. Eventually they were both outside smoking, and the guy attacked my friend. My friend punched him only 1 time, and not extremely hard either. The attacker lost his balance after being hit, and fell backwards onto the cement and cracked his head open and died on the spot. My friend got no jailtime for what happened, but is forced to live with the fact that he took a 21yrold kids life for absolutely no reason. (He also had to hire a lawyer etc and in total its run him $200,000 in debt, and financially ruined his life.)
The only real thing I've learned from being in the actual fights I've been in. 99% of what you learn in most martial arts classes won't help you at all. Unless its MMA training or BJJ, martial arts won't help you in a fight. I've witnessed many college bar fights that are wrestler vs martial artist, its never a competition.
On December 10 2010 05:27 p4NDemik wrote: Nearly got in a fight a few weeks ago when some rednecks at White Castles wouldn't stop calling our friend racial slurs. Had to pull one of my friends away into the car to leave. Probably best for them as we outnumbered them more than two to one. To this day I've never been in a legitimate street fight.
This was probably a good idea. Lots of rednecks could be packing and drunk enough to do stupid tyhings
On December 12 2010 15:03 steelcaller wrote: Look here is all you have to know about fighting... if you know you cant win... just drop your pants... and heres why 1) he beats up a guy with his pants down... he will forever be shamed and made fun of 2) he gets beatin up by a guy with his pants down... this is even worse or 3) he doesnt fight... therefor you win by not loosing...
I am legitimately crying right now, because of how hard I'm laughing... As to the topic, I haven't been in any real street fights. Just a few brawls at school, and some scuffles at concerts. Hopefully it stays that way.
i'm a skinny kid and i've had my ass kicked regularly when i used to be a tough-guy drunk i got hospitalized after a guy jumped me at a party, broke my jaw clean in half, i don't remember being hit but i remember feeling all movie-star like when i yelled "you just made the biggest mistake of your life!" at him afterwards. probably didn't come out right on account of me having two jaws at that point. 2 months of liquid food. i try not to fight any more
On December 15 2010 13:41 gtrsrs wrote: i'm a skinny kid and i've had my ass kicked regularly when i used to be a tough-guy drunk i got hospitalized after a guy jumped me at a party, broke my jaw clean in half, i don't remember being hit but i remember feeling all movie-star like when i yelled "you just made the biggest mistake of your life!" at him afterwards. probably didn't come out right on account of me having two jaws at that point. 2 months of liquid food. i try not to fight any more
lol, you mean you try not to get your ass kicked anymore
yeah i was in a fight. you could say that. I mean it wasn't really a fight per se but I was there! And it wasn't actually with other people, it was more an animal. And by animal I mean my Chinese water dragon. And by fight I mean I had to put it in a box and bury it out back.
I've never been in a fight, but I still laugh thinking about my younger brother's one. He was 15 at the time, when a group of dumber kids came his way and were making fun of his friends. My brother is about 180 pounds and pretty strong. He told them to stop, they continued making fun of them. My brother asked them if they wanted a fight, they weren't afraid because they were with like, 10 and he was on his own. They told him to go at it so he hit the leader in his face, the rest of the group ran away and the leader just whined, my brother walked back to his friends.
I'm not so strong though, never got into a fight and happy with that (even though I'm quite aggressive, which is not a good thing to be).
When I was 14 I got in a pretty brutal fight. 3 friends and myself were skipping school playing video games and just enjoying life at my house. I hear a knock at the door and to my surprise its Justin, the neighborhood dickhead. He pushes me aside walks straight to my fridge and takes some stuff picks up my phone and sits down turns on the TV. As if it was his house. I was pissed. He had been a bully to everyone for years but I mostly steered clear of him. My friend Bobby was there and Justin used to boss him around all the time, apparently he thought I was no different. I gazed at him with pure hate in my eyes. He noticed, looked right at me and said something I'll never forget. "Do you wanna fight?" "Hell yea" was my response. Everyone in the house was excited to see a fight. Even though it was assumed he would pulverize me. See at 14, I was just under 6 ft tall and all of 130 lbs of pure bone. My opponen,t Justin, was 19, about my height and around 250lbs, he had done a few months in jail. We kinda danced around for a while and nothing happened. He said "you gotta throw the first punch, I don't want to goto jail." Right after he said that I lunged forward and hit him right in the nose. I could see I'd pissed him off! He charged me and we just stood there exchanging hits. I tried to stay on the move and dodged what I could. We were swinging for the fences and I can remember everyone watching's oooo's and ughs almost in disgust at how hard we were getting hit. After we had exchanged about 20 nice punches something happened, it felt like I had sand in my mouth and I couldn't figure out why. I backed way up and spit it into my hand. It was white? I then continued fighting. He rocked me with 2 or 3 more punches and I realized OMFG that was my teeth! I didn't know how bad it was but my whole body started shaking. I was enraged like I've never been before. This bastard comes in my house and treats me like I'm his bitch and now he knocks my teeth out? I speared into his stomach with my shoulder as he threw a punch and literally picked him up and threw him. I can remember how weird it felt when I grabbed his side because he was fat and the skin was so saggy. It was like throwing a big bag of shit over your shoulder. As he was getting up I was standing there about to do the honorable thing and let him up, but then I remembered all the shitty things he did over the years to all the kids in the neighborhood. I remembered kids crying and him laughing, I thought about how he came into my house, and how my teeth were wrecked. Fuck honor, payback time. I took two steps towards him and kicked him in the face as hard as I could. Just as you would kick a football to start a game. He was on all fours and my foot hit him right across his mouth and nose. His head flew back and he collapsed to the ground limp. As he laid there I felt my foot swelling. It was broken, but I couldn't let him know I was vulnerable. After about a minute he got up and just looked at me. I raised my fists again but he just turned and left. I didn't see him for almost two years and when I did he stuck a revolver in my face.... but thats another story. I swear every word of this is pure fact. BTW 2 molars got smashed, had some big dental bills but I didn't bother him with it, he already got his. My friends told me after "your teeth got smashed because he was wearing all those rings" Lesson learned I guess, I didn't even notice at the time.
In grade 12 I went to a bush party with my friends and as soon as I got there this drunk asshole started harassing me and actually took one of my beers out of my case as I was getting shit out of the trunk of the car.
I saw him put it in his hoodie pocket so I confronted him and told him to just give me my beer back. He said no and I asked him a few more times He said no every time and actually walked up to me pushed me and called me a pussy. Well that was a bad idea, as the weekend before I was harassed and called a pussy all night by someone that I refused to fight, and I had vowed to myself to completley fuck up whoever was the next person to fuck with me no matter what.
As soon as he pushed me I ripped my shirt off, grabbed the lighter out of my pocket grabbed him by the collar and beat him right down to the ground, I actually remember his head bouncing off the dirt and him closing his eyes. I think I got hit maybe twice in the scuffle. When he woke up he immediatly wanted to fight me again and we went maybe 5 more rounds every round except for the last, (because his friends dragged him away), ended in a knockout and him getting up a few mins later wanting more. We are friends now, but we have never talked about that fight. He was pretty hammered.
When I was 14 I got in a pretty brutal fight. 3 friends and myself were skipping school playing video games and just enjoying life at my house. I hear a knock at the door and to my surprise its Justin, the neighborhood dickhead. He pushes me aside walks straight to my fridge and takes some stuff picks up my phone and sits down turns on the TV. As if it was his house. I was pissed. He had been a bully to everyone for years but I mostly steered clear of him. My friend Bobby was there and Justin used to boss him around all the time, apparently he thought I was no different. I gazed at him with pure hate in my eyes. He noticed, looked right at me and said something I'll never forget. "Do you wanna fight?" "Hell yea" was my response. Everyone in the house was excited to see a fight. Even though it was assumed he would pulverize me. See at 14, I was just under 6 ft tall and all of 130 lbs of pure bone. My opponen,t Justin, was 19, about my height and around 250lbs, he had done a few months in jail. We kinda danced around for a while and nothing happened. He said "you gotta throw the first punch, I don't want to goto jail." Right after he said that I lunged forward and hit him right in the nose. I could see I'd pissed him off! He charged me and we just stood there exchanging hits. I tried to stay on the move and dodged what I could. We were swinging for the fences and I can remember everyone watching's oooo's and ughs almost in disgust at how hard we were getting hit. After we had exchanged about 20 nice punches something happened, it felt like I had sand in my mouth and I couldn't figure out why. I backed way up and spit it into my hand. It was white? I then continued fighting. He rocked me with 2 or 3 more punches and I realized OMFG that was my teeth! I didn't know how bad it was but my whole body started shaking. I was enraged like I've never been before. This bastard comes in my house and treats me like I'm his bitch and now he knocks my teeth out? I speared into his stomach with my shoulder as he threw a punch and literally picked him up and threw him. I can remember how weird it felt when I grabbed his side because he was fat and the skin was so saggy. It was like throwing a big bag of shit over your shoulder. As he was getting up I was standing there about to do the honorable thing and let him up, but then I remembered all the shitty things he did over the years to all the kids in the neighborhood. I remembered kids crying and him laughing, I thought about how he came into my house, and how my teeth were wrecked. Fuck honor, payback time. I took two steps towards him and kicked him in the face as hard as I could. Just as you would kick a football to start a game. He was on all fours and my foot hit him right across his mouth and nose. His head flew back and he collapsed to the ground limp. As he laid there I felt my foot swelling. It was broken, but I couldn't let him know I was vulnerable. After about a minute he got up and just looked at me. I raised my fists again but he just turned and left. I didn't see him for almost two years and when I did he stuck a revolver in my face.... but thats another story. I swear every word of this is pure fact. BTW 2 molars got smashed, had some big dental bills but I didn't bother him with it, he already got his. My friends told me after "your teeth got smashed because he was wearing all those rings" Lesson learned I guess, I didn't even notice at the time.
I would just call the police without him knowing for 'huisvredebreuk' (don't know what that is in English).
When I was 14 I got in a pretty brutal fight. 3 friends and myself were skipping school playing video games and just enjoying life at my house. I hear a knock at the door and to my surprise its Justin, the neighborhood dickhead. He pushes me aside walks straight to my fridge and takes some stuff picks up my phone and sits down turns on the TV. As if it was his house. I was pissed. He had been a bully to everyone for years but I mostly steered clear of him. My friend Bobby was there and Justin used to boss him around all the time, apparently he thought I was no different. I gazed at him with pure hate in my eyes. He noticed, looked right at me and said something I'll never forget. "Do you wanna fight?" "Hell yea" was my response. Everyone in the house was excited to see a fight. Even though it was assumed he would pulverize me. See at 14, I was just under 6 ft tall and all of 130 lbs of pure bone. My opponen,t Justin, was 19, about my height and around 250lbs, he had done a few months in jail. We kinda danced around for a while and nothing happened. He said "you gotta throw the first punch, I don't want to goto jail." Right after he said that I lunged forward and hit him right in the nose. I could see I'd pissed him off! He charged me and we just stood there exchanging hits. I tried to stay on the move and dodged what I could. We were swinging for the fences and I can remember everyone watching's oooo's and ughs almost in disgust at how hard we were getting hit. After we had exchanged about 20 nice punches something happened, it felt like I had sand in my mouth and I couldn't figure out why. I backed way up and spit it into my hand. It was white? I then continued fighting. He rocked me with 2 or 3 more punches and I realized OMFG that was my teeth! I didn't know how bad it was but my whole body started shaking. I was enraged like I've never been before. This bastard comes in my house and treats me like I'm his bitch and now he knocks my teeth out? I speared into his stomach with my shoulder as he threw a punch and literally picked him up and threw him. I can remember how weird it felt when I grabbed his side because he was fat and the skin was so saggy. It was like throwing a big bag of shit over your shoulder. As he was getting up I was standing there about to do the honorable thing and let him up, but then I remembered all the shitty things he did over the years to all the kids in the neighborhood. I remembered kids crying and him laughing, I thought about how he came into my house, and how my teeth were wrecked. Fuck honor, payback time. I took two steps towards him and kicked him in the face as hard as I could. Just as you would kick a football to start a game. He was on all fours and my foot hit him right across his mouth and nose. His head flew back and he collapsed to the ground limp. As he laid there I felt my foot swelling. It was broken, but I couldn't let him know I was vulnerable. After about a minute he got up and just looked at me. I raised my fists again but he just turned and left. I didn't see him for almost two years and when I did he stuck a revolver in my face.... but thats another story. I swear every word of this is pure fact. BTW 2 molars got smashed, had some big dental bills but I didn't bother him with it, he already got his. My friends told me after "your teeth got smashed because he was wearing all those rings" Lesson learned I guess, I didn't even notice at the time.
I would just call the police without him knowing for 'huisvredebreuk' (don't know what that is in English).
been training martial arts for a 6-7 years now.. and luckily never been in a real fight... only close call i had was in a bar.. me and my friends sitting around a table.. one of the girls with us had this drunken and slightly angry dude hit on her.. and when he tried to grab hold of her (when she refused him) me and 3 of the guys with us got on our feet the same instant, all staring at him he backed away pretty fast
but in my experience. .those who train martial arts (as stated above) have more confidence, and that way can simply defuse situations by staying calm.. and in places where there are laws in the area of brawls where you can still get in major trouble if you hurt someone seriously.. they can actually beat its opponent without injuring him..
Pretty much everybody is right. I don't care how tough or trained you are, you are putting your life at risk (and similarly, legal or other repercussions) by being in a fight at all. It's not worth it. These guys stole some documents from me, wanted a hundred bucks to get them back. Sure I could have just taken the stuff out of their hands and then had them chase me and fight me, and they didn't seem very tough. But it's worth the money to have everyone be happy, much less chance of a fight then or in the future. You really could die in one punch, so it's ridiculous to increase the odds of that happening if you have the choice... ridiculous.
On December 10 2010 05:48 Hoosier wrote: I did freshman year in high school. Some kid started some stuff with me and we exchanged words. After class I walked out the door and he sucker punched me in the back of the head. Hit me so hard he broke his hand. Any ways, I dropped my bag and ran up to him. Got him in the muay thai plum, one knee and he was out. I was in my first month of muay thai at the time, earned me my yellow.
What the fuck since when did Muay Thai have belts? I'm guessing you're just joking around.
I use to train in Muay Thai and yeah those knee kicks hurt >,< complete knock out power in each knee.
PS: Yeah I know about sucker punches. I got punched in the face once, but I didn't know who did it because it was a crowded VIP room. The guys where hitting on my GF at the time and I wanted to leave the VIP room so some chicken clocked me in the face. I didn't even feel it though. It was like one of those Rush Hour moments when Chris Tucker said "Which one of you hit me".
I was at a nightclub a few years ago, and I used L.O.S micro to fuck some drunk bogans up.
I was on my own in a nightclub at the time and walked away from some heavy provocation from these two angry psychos. It was very predatory they used sexual intimidation and roughed me up a bit. Later on that night I positioned myself at a point where I could attract their ire while in full view of the some Mauri bouncers that looked so hard they could kill small animals with their eyes. Needless to say our angry buddies weren't aware of this, or my friends backing me up. When they attacked were efficiently and violently dispatched by the nightclub bruisers.
When I came to Spain, I expected to get a lot of shit for being American, but it really didn't happen. Then last week, me and two of my friends are walking back from the bar real drunk late at night when we somehow get into a conversation with a group of spaniards in a plaza (standard). It was chill until the guy started speaking English... he went from "where were you drinking at tonight" to "Barrack Obama's a fucking nigger". I may not be the biggest Obama supporter, but my best friend's black, and that's just not something you say around me. So I told him to fuck off and tried to walk away when he grabbed my arm. I turned around with my fist cocked, saw his face... and then saw his 7' tall, 250lb+ friend standing next to him. If I had been any drunker, I would have knocked out the douchebag then gotten wrecked by his friend. I shake his arm free and start walking away with one of my friends... our 3rd buddy is on the other side of the street, waving like an idiot, with no idea what just happened.
There have been a handful of small ones here and there, nothing interesting apart from a big group fight back in high school. In our senior year we only had ~25 people so we were all close friends. One of our mates, for some fucked up reason, made a racist remark to a kid two years below us. This just snowballed and that whole year started hating us all. Just to get a clear picture, their year was mostly aboriginal/european 'gangsters', many of which have been to jail since this happened.
At the end of lunch one day, about 25 of them came up to our group of 9 guys (rest were girls) and started talking trash and wanted a fight. We tried ignoring them cause to get suspended/expelled so close to grad was stupid. They didn't leave, and were just standing around us. Randomly one of them took and swing a connected with one of my friends. From here everything happened so fast but they ended up dragging a couple of us a few metres away and tried to beat the shit out of them 5v1.
At the point everyone is swinging and trying to help the guys that got dragged away. This lasted about 2 minutes till teachers came and broke it up. One of the teachers accidentally got hit in the head and ended up with a broken foot from getting trampled on. Luckily non of our year got hurt badly and we managed to break the guy who swung first' nose. His shirt was covered in blood and got suspended for like 2 weeks.
I sometimes see these guys clubbing and watch them starting more fights with randoms. Fucking pathetic. I've heard too many times of someone getting hit and being killed when they hit their head on the ground, even some instances of that near the clubs I go to. Last week there was even a rape here -__-
I once punched a dude really hard in the face because he was really anoying or something, can't quite remember. Anyways, like 3 seconds later I realized "shit I just punched someone" and help him up and ask 12 times if he's okay while all along saying "oh, shit". But yeah that's pretty much it, lmao.
Some kid tried to tackle me from behind, went to go pick up a 5 dollar bill i found on the ground and he flipped over me. I kicked him in the face for it but probably the only time i'll ever be so lucky.
On December 10 2010 05:48 Hoosier wrote: I did freshman year in high school. Some kid started some stuff with me and we exchanged words. After class I walked out the door and he sucker punched me in the back of the head. Hit me so hard he broke his hand. Any ways, I dropped my bag and ran up to him. Got him in the muay thai palm, one knee and he was out. I was in my first month of muay thai at the time, earned me my yellow.
Huhauhauha, if I did something like that I would get punishment from my teacher instead!
I got into a fight once in 8th grade on the steps of a trail from the paintball shop down to the field. I lost it and could've won, but I regained my sense than took a few hits to the stomach for it. moral of the story explode out before you calm down
I get into fights quite regularaly as i am a barman/bouncer, at a student pub. It is my job of course to stop drunken idiots and throw them out of course, but restraints and the condoned practises dont often cut it, while jabs to the sternum and kidneys certainly do.
Initimidation is what usually helps me, 6ft 2, 17st, rugby player. Fights are not fun and in most cases never solve anything. Although on occasions "knocking some sence" into people is the only way.
I dont get into violent situations since school but a few months ago a friend of mine got into a fight into a nightclub, he was too drunk to remember why the fight started, but hes a purple belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu.
there were 3 guys against him, he choked the first guy super fast they feel on the floor and the guys arm hit some broken glass in the club floor well... lemme just say it wasant pretty.
By the time people were spliting them up, he had almost choked the guy unconscious and the guys arm opened up because of the glass and had almost a friggin vagina bleeding alot all over the place.
His friends got pissed and all gathered to kick my friends ass in the clubs exit, but his brother left the club like 2 mins earlier, and got ganged by all the choked guy friends, he got beat up fucking badly, when my friend arrived shit had already hit the fan, the club security had called the police, and they went all to the police station.
The guys had filmed him choking the guy with the iPhone, and he was tense, but the police officer that got the situation was a BJJ blackbelt, when he saw the video he actually said "nice technique" and let him go, the other guys had to pay a fine because they basically cursed the police every step of the way.
Ironically they discovered later they had common friends and it all got cool.
Fighting was sort of a part of the culture when I went to school. Was involved in a few, only got the shite kicked out of me once. 5 guys from the year below, none of my friends around, getting literally punted in the face in front of a crowd of jeering children. No fun at all. Just gotta go fetal in that position.
Outside of school was at the skate park once with some buds doing our thing when some fucking kid starts trying to start on us because his mate said we called him a pikey. Stupid little fucker kept punching me in the chin, and I was just saying 'stop doing that, you're literally half my size I don't want to fight you.' Then out of nowhere some mate of theirs who was actually our age runs up and punches my friend in the face, and I was like 'Yes! I'm allowed to beat the fuck out of this guy.' so chucked my skateboard at his head then beat that bitch down. He was pretty overweight so it wasn't even hard. It was weird because there was some guy walking his dog watching who was just going 'Stop. Don't do that.' in a really bored voice, again and again. Like Willy Wonka in the (original) film.
I almost got involved in something much more serious once when there was some stupid fucking fight between the students of my school and anothers. I barely even hung around with the guys who asked me to come, because they were all mental. I waited with them in this field for a bit for the other guys to show up, but when a guy drove up in his car and started handing out weapons (bats, clubs) I fucking got out of there. 2 idiots were hospitalised from that.
All that stuff was when I was 14-18 and couldn't afford a gym membership. Now I've shot up to 6'4, 15 stone, and no one really messes anymore because they think I'm harder than I actually am . Except one time when I saw my friend getting harrassed in the college car park, I went and floored the guy without saying anything, that's pretty much it for the last few years. I don't regret any of the fighting I did when I was younger, to be frank it was pretty exciting.
Except getting the shit kicked out of me. That was less exciting. More painful and humiliating.
I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
Yeah, until you actually train in fighting or get in to a real legit fight this can be hard to understand because in the movies punches mess people up. In real life I have hit some people in the face pretty hard and unless it's a clean jaw hit it goes from there. I got my ass beat by a wrestler, I got the first hit and everything which I thought was clean but no matter how many times I hit him he kept charging in and finally got a leg sweep on me or whatever it's called, dropped me, lifted my shirt over my head and pounded me. I wish I was a wrestler for those situations because in street fights it seems like the wrestlers ALWAYS win again the other kids who might be bigger, faster, harder hitting.
On December 16 2010 00:58 deth2munkies wrote: I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
What can I say, sometimes girls really do need to get decked in the face. I hate the girls who know the guy wont do anything so they slap, kick, scratch and act super tough, thats when you give just a little left handed jab to the chin and they get the point.
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
Yeah, until you actually train in fighting or get in to a real legit fight this can be hard to understand because in the movies punches mess people up. In real life I have hit some people in the face pretty hard and unless it's a clean jaw hit it goes from there. I got my ass beat by a wrestler, I got the first hit and everything which I thought was clean but no matter how many times I hit him he kept charging in and finally got a leg sweep on me or whatever it's called, dropped me, lifted my shirt over my head and pounded me. I wish I was a wrestler for those situations because in street fights it seems like the wrestlers ALWAYS win again the other kids who might be bigger, faster, harder hitting.
On December 16 2010 00:58 deth2munkies wrote: I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
What can I say, sometimes girls really do need to get decked in the face. I hate the girls who know the guy wont do anything so they slap, kick, scratch and act super tough, thats when you give just a little left handed jab to the chin and they get the point.
BJJ >= Wrestling in street fights, here in Brazil BJJs practitioneers proved thro thousands of street fights that BJJ is the most helpfull thing to know in the street.
Hell I heard a story once about a guy who was pushed down and was being kicked by two guys, he grabbed the foot of one of them and twisted his heel until it broke (very fast hes good at BJJ) the guy fell to the ground screaming in pain, the other guy was kicking him he pulled guard sweeped him and choked him out, left a guy unconscious and the other unable to get up with a broken heel.
I believe it to be 100% legit, as I heard way more insane stories.
Yup, been in a fight. The first time always sucks because you are so nervous and think too much (body shaking etc). After a while you don't think about the pain or anything, it's all about doing some damage. Fighting sucks so avoid it at all cost. I haven't been in a fight for 10 years now (fought a lot in Highschool only).
I remember last year me and some friends had a party and were quite drunk. We decided to go buy some pizza and some random guys started messing around out in the street. It was like 5 of them against me and 2 guys and 2 girls. They punched a friend of mine right on the nose, so I went berserk and started fighting all of them. I get pretty darn angry when someone hit my friends, and I was quite drunk, so I didn't really realize I just started punching five guys. It ended up with two broken noses, some blood, and my arm broken. One of the girls called the cops and they took care of it afterwards. Since the random guys started everything, they got taken to the police and I was driven to the hospital.
One time i was visiting my friend in college. we were really drunk ( visited to party) and we were trying to get his friend to let us in his dorm. as we waited by his door, 2 guys were knocking on some doors down the hall, also drunk, and being really loud. banging the door and yelling. my friend told them to be quiet, and they came over and it started from there. they sucker punched both of us then the guy who watches the dorm came and got em off us and made us go to our rooms. so basically it was one sided because we didnt really expect them to hit us. so we decided we had to get revenge. and since they were drunk we knew they would have to go to the bathroom at some point so we went to the only guys bathroom on the floor and waited in a stall for the two to come in. annnnd sure enough they came in, just as loud. we came out when they had their backs turned and we got our revenge. then the next morning we all randomly met in the laundry room sober and we both apologized and laughed about it
Was attacked by three teenage boys a few years ago. They were riding a moped all three on one bike and stopped next to me and wanted valuable items. I pushed the bike over while two of them were still on and I grabbed the guy in front of me by the hair and pulled his head down very hard into my knee.
the other two recovered fast and jumped on me and I almost got away but got pulled down and I accidentally got my arm on the exhaust of the moped while I had a dude on top so I couldn't get it off right away. I have a scar on my arm the size of 2 bananas next to each other due to this.
They hardly punched or kicked me (I think) while I was lying down and they actually got scared and left pretty quickly but the burn was pretty nasty, had to stay home from work for 3 weeks (worked as a chief back then)
Psychologically I'm kinda fine but since that event I carry a blade at all times and I have worked with myself mentally to be prepared for this. However for example listening to music while walking and stuff like this is something I stopped doing because I now need to be fully aware of the people around me
On December 16 2010 01:26 stiga wrote: One time i was visiting my friend in college. we were really drunk ( visited to party) and we were trying to get his friend to let us in his dorm. as we waited by his door, 2 guys were knocking on some doors down the hall, also drunk, and being really loud. banging the door and yelling. my friend told them to be quiet, and they came over and it started from there. they sucker punched both of us then the guy who watches the dorm came and got em off us and made us go to our rooms. so basically it was one sided because we didnt really expect them to hit us. so we decided we had to get revenge. and since they were drunk we knew they would have to go to the bathroom at some point so we went to the only guys bathroom on the floor and waited in a stall for the two to come in. annnnd sure enough they came in, just as loud. we came out when they had their backs turned and we got our revenge. then the next morning we all randomly met in the laundry room sober and we both apologized and laughed about it
Hm only been in one real fight. It was when I was about 15. Two of my friends had trouble with some other guys because of girls but they said they settled it. So now the other guys invited my two friends to a party and I came along. We were drinking for like 3 hours and nothing happened then we went outside and suddenly they started hitting my friends. IT WAS A TRAP! It was quite scary because we were 3 15 year olds versus 6 17 or 18 year olds who naturally very physically superior to us. Some fucker tried to hit me but he only got my shoulder. I went down non the less and he came over me trying to punch me. I kicked him as hard as I could in the face and he went down. I got up real fast, took a look around to see that my two friends were running in 2 different directions, and I started running, too. I ran for like 10 minutes until I was sure I lost him. Afterwards we had to sneak back to their place to get our bikes but luckily they didn't spot us. The fighting only lasted a minute or so but it all happened on a major road so that must have looked quite strange with 10 people partially lying on the ground of a major road. ;D
not sure anybody has mentioned this yet, but once you receive a black belt(as many of my friends have) by law you have to register your hands as weapons, meaning its pretty much illegal just to pick a fight somebody because you can by be charged with assault with a deadly weapon
On December 10 2010 05:41 IntoTheWow wrote: Yeap. In a club like 5 years ago, 4 of us with 3 girlfriends and some dudes came and started forcing the girls to dance. They were like 10 or 12 and I got my nose broken in the fight. Luckily for us the club is near the coast in my city and the Naval prefecture was patrolling around and saw us getting picked apart and they came into the fight (they have guns on them and are wearing "army" clothes) so the other guys ended up running away. Would've been probably bad if that kept going on for a longer time.
lol you got your nose broken by 10-12 year olds? How many of them were there? ;S
remiinds me of that episode in "how I met your mother" lol
On December 16 2010 01:52 Bellerpheron wrote: not sure anybody has mentioned this yet, but once you receive a black belt(as many of my friends have) by law you have to register your hands as weapons, meaning its pretty much illegal just to pick a fight somebody because you can by be charged with assault with a deadly weapon
I gotta say that is complete bull, there is no law stating that you must register yourself as a weapon. The fact that you are a black belt may be brought up in court, but fighting someone while being a black belt is not considered assault with a deadly weapon.
I have been in some minor fights when i was a kid, nothing fancy fortunately!
But my "best" story was when i just left a night club at like 6 am, i must have been 19/20 years old at that time, i was walking a bit wasted with a friend going for the cabs.
We pass by some 4/5 dudes(a big fat one, 3 normal guys and a guy with crutches) beating another dude and his girlfriend is like "what kind of friends are you??" "how can you accept this??" and i reply "We don't know this dude, later.."! So we continue walking and notice this situation and the fat guy looked at me and went the classic "Are you looking at me??".. now normally i would just avoid any confrotation but i was drunk and pissed at those fuckers.. and i replied "yes what's the problem?"
Then the fight happened the guys started comming to us.. first guy got knocked in the face - over, second guy comes with crutches and tries to it me with it, so i take his crutches and beat him with it a few times hehe and then i notice the other guys, especially the big fat one, coming and i think "OH CRAP, got to run"! I was like in the middle of the road with a crutch, waving it like i was Breaveheart muahaha
Then the guys start coming and i made a run for it.. they start throwing rocks and bottles until eventually some guy tripped me and i fell then they started kicking me etc.. until i made my escape thru a big road and i got in a cab.. got some bruises and bumps and lost a very pretty polo.. hehe
yes you are right.. my friend didn't fight and didn't get hurt.. fuck him we could have won
in this stupid situation the lucky guy was the guy that was getting beat up in the beginning because he got away!
Been in to many, been charged with assult twice and assulted two times completely unneccery. And then there are the small conflicts (1 guy getting punched and knocked out, not much of a "fight"). Alot of fights as a kid/high schooler but those don't usually count since you're not really in terror of being beaten up. Losing a fight with a stranger that's bigger than you in some dark club or backalley is terrifying, ending with oneself weeping and shaking like a baby. The pain isn't the problem but the fact that oneself loses controll over the situation and feel violated/manhandled.
Once I was headbutted and bled like a flod of blood, could post a pic but it would be quite NWSF. The scar is permenant, the guy finally got judged like a week ago (1 year and 11 months later, yeah justice works slow), got 2 months in prision and owes me 14 000 Swedish Kr (like 2200$).
Fights are not fun nor cool, odds are one day you'll get in the fight with the wrong guy and get stabbed. Never sought out a fight but for some reason people really hate me and my brothers, get in fights alot even though we're never aggressive. (The guy who headbutted me was on anabola steroids, I just have bad luck it seems) Also done kickboxing and karate but none of that helps in a drunken brawl or fight... its not like people take stances usually. Ofcourse if you know it amazingly good then yeah it's gonna help, else just aim for the balls or adamsapple.
On December 10 2010 05:41 IntoTheWow wrote: Yeap. In a club like 5 years ago, 4 of us with 3 girlfriends and some dudes came and started forcing the girls to dance. They were like 10 or 12 and I got my nose broken in the fight. Luckily for us the club is near the coast in my city and the Naval prefecture was patrolling around and saw us getting picked apart and they came into the fight (they have guns on them and are wearing "army" clothes) so the other guys ended up running away. Would've been probably bad if that kept going on for a longer time.
lol you got your nose broken by 10-12 year olds? How many of them were there? ;S
remiinds me of that episode in "how I met your mother" lol
There were 10 or 12 of them, not 10 or 12 year olds.
I've never been in a fight and I plan to keep it that way^^
The most similar thing to a fight I've been was when some small kid friend of mine punched me in the face and broke my lip. I am way older and we were just joking around :D
I know I can run faster than most people, so that would be my strategy if I ever get in trouble. Run as fast as fuck.
On December 10 2010 12:31 Jacko11 wrote: Man I have so many stories. Here in shanghai I've heard of and witnessed so many fights. I was almost involved in two but in the end everything worked out. First in 11th grade there was this asshole who thought he was the shit cuz he was popular, but the truth is everyone in school hated him. One day the guys girlfriend started flirting with my friend and when he found out, he told my friend to meet him outside school on Friday to settle it. When others people at school heard everyone wanted to see the guy get his ass beat so on that day, 20-30 other guys from our school and other international schools who hated him went to watch him lose in a fight to my friend, but turns out my friend got his ass beat and on the guys watching got really pissed. Some of the guys pulled the guy to an alley and beat the shit outta him with basebal bats which gave him a concussion, proceeded to get pissed off at my friend for losing and wanted to beat him up and started to take out brass knuckles and police sticks. However I was ready that day and pulled out my nunchucks and told them to back off. They let us go that day, but when I got back to school I had to constantly watch my back cuz they could have jumped me at anytime and carried my nunchucks with me everywhere. And it then turns out that my friend whom I protected that day gave the guys my phone number and told them where to find me and so he guys went and looked for me. They found me and told me to get in their van but I told them I wasn't going anywhere with them. It was the last day before summer holidays and I really didnt want to fight them and so I apologized and gave them some money to leave me alone. Hey finally did and that was the end of that.
One of the brazilian guys in our BJJ team, told me that in Brazil, whenever trouble is brewing in a pub, people brake bottles so that the floor is filled with scraps and the Jiujiteros don't go to the ground. Don't know if it's true, but it's funny nonetheless.
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
Yeah, until you actually train in fighting or get in to a real legit fight this can be hard to understand because in the movies punches mess people up. In real life I have hit some people in the face pretty hard and unless it's a clean jaw hit it goes from there. I got my ass beat by a wrestler, I got the first hit and everything which I thought was clean but no matter how many times I hit him he kept charging in and finally got a leg sweep on me or whatever it's called, dropped me, lifted my shirt over my head and pounded me. I wish I was a wrestler for those situations because in street fights it seems like the wrestlers ALWAYS win again the other kids who might be bigger, faster, harder hitting.
On December 16 2010 00:58 deth2munkies wrote: I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
What can I say, sometimes girls really do need to get decked in the face. I hate the girls who know the guy wont do anything so they slap, kick, scratch and act super tough, thats when you give just a little left handed jab to the chin and they get the point.
BJJ >= Wrestling in street fights, here in Brazil BJJs practitioneers proved thro thousands of street fights that BJJ is the most helpfull thing to know in the street.
Hell I heard a story once about a guy who was pushed down and was being kicked by two guys, he grabbed the foot of one of them and twisted his heel until it broke (very fast hes good at BJJ) the guy fell to the ground screaming in pain, the other guy was kicking him he pulled guard sweeped him and choked him out, left a guy unconscious and the other unable to get up with a broken heel.
I believe it to be 100% legit, as I heard way more insane stories.
I don't think this is entirely true. Look at UFC, most of the all time dominant competitors have strong, strong wrestling. It is just necessary. Yes, wrestling does not emphasize doing damage at all. But you absolutely have to have it because its all about control. I've witness countless college fights (wrestlers seeking out martial artists) and someone with strong wrestling will just be in control of the fight the whole time.
I'll admit BJJ is very important in a well-rounded fighter. But if you have to pick one or the other, Wrestling is going to help the most by far.
On December 16 2010 07:24 Salteador Neo wrote: I know I can run faster than most people, so that would be my strategy if I ever get in trouble. Run as fast as fuck.
"Best defense is no be there" - Mr. Miyagi
I am also a fairly fast runner, it's pretty useful.
Got into like 10-12 fights in school (middle school to high school) I lived in a town that was 65% latino so there was a lot of gang stuffs and I'm russian so I'd get called racist crap a lot. Don't remember the ones I won too well just the 2 I lost lol. One of them after the guy punched my temple during wrestling practice and we ended up on the ground. Then our friends pulled us apart and I stopped caring by then and was going to walk away and he gave me a huge punch in the gut and knocked the wind out of me I just kinda limped away unable to breathe lol. The other one some guy tried telling me to get off my seat on the bus and I just ignored him so he pushed my face into the window - I pushed him back. We get outside I start going home and he walks over and sucker punches me, we scrap for awhile then I tripped over a curb and he leaped on me punching my face in. I actually didn't take too much dmg just had a small bruise on my cheek. Fights suck, I love doing them for fun, but out of anger is always awkward. The fights I won were just people talking shit and slapping or pushing me or somethin, I would just hiptoss them into a wall or something and punch them.
Some small dude outside of a bar was hitting on my sister, she denied him repeatedly, and then he went on to call her a cunt/stupid bitch etc etc in my presence. I got in his face and demanded that he apologize, he like... tried to sucker punch me with an uppercut, I guess? Anyway, after the initial "this dude just tried to sucker punch me" I grabbed him by his collar and proceeded to throw rights to his stomach/side of ribs and drove him to the wall. I stopped after I drove him up against the side of the wall and a few seconds later a bouncer came out 'cause I guess he heard the scuffle. I explained, and me and my group went on our way.
I went to visit my friend in Helsingborg in Sweden (was living in Copenhagen at the time) and I was half drunk dancing. Guy with his girl behind me was pushing me a bit too much and made my dancing space small, so I gave a nudge back to regain my territory. Turns out he has a big track record of bullying and fighting.
The guy chokes me out of nowhere. My friend notices and brings his buddies to break it up. Turns out he went to school with him before uni and had gotten into fights with him before. Suddenly everything went from im gonna break ur face with my friends to we're cool.
Afterwards the bully and I re-met outside and he commented about what had happened and wanted a handshake. I shook his hand and told him the only reason he didn't fight was cuz I wasn't outnumbered (I have a bad track record of being provocative when tipsy :/ ).
He imediately throws a punch at MY NECK (wtf?!?). I'm 1.92m and like 95kg, he was more like 1.80? Anyways, I barely moved and just laughed, and it ended there. It was fucking stupid of me to do that though, since it would've dragged basically 8 people into a fight.
People were really agressive in that city overall.
ALOT of these fights seem like Movie Fights (ie. I don't believe half of them).
Been in 1 or 2 street fights. They NEVER were 1 on 1... always 2 on 3 etc.
They ALWAYS involved weapons...
And people trained in Martial Arts?!? HUH?
You hit the person in the face one time with a chain wrapped hand and RUN when they are on the ground BEFORE Cops get there.... Thats how real fights are. No stupid glorified "dodging" and bully stupidity.
^ seriously lol...only real 1 on 1 fight i ever got in was in 10th grade...some kid sold my best friend laced or bad acid or w.e you want to call it. It got him sent to a psychiatric ward, and rehab and got him arrested... found his ass in school a week later and came up behind him while he was at his locker and smashed his face against it a few times...then i got tackled by a big a math teacher, nearly got expelled from school and a lawsuit against me cost my family around 25 grand to get his face reconstructed with plastic surgery.
Everything else has been GTFO before the cops come.
This thread makes me want to stay inside. Forever.
I've never really been in a 'fight' except when I was a kid. Closest I came to one was when some shifty looking guys tried to talk to me and my mate across the street; we realise now to distract us while 2 of his mates went round to try and cut us off.
We were both 18 at the time and just come back from football training so were knackered. Once I realised what was going on I said to my mate "we should run" and that's exactly what we did. The entire group of 6-7 chased after us but we outpaced them (it's amazing how fast you can run when it's out of fear) and don't regret doing so. If violence can be avoided, if even it means losing face, then apsoloutely do it. It's almost never worth going into a fight, because even if you were to come out on top, psychos remember and certaintly don't have anything better to do with their lives.
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
Yeah, until you actually train in fighting or get in to a real legit fight this can be hard to understand because in the movies punches mess people up. In real life I have hit some people in the face pretty hard and unless it's a clean jaw hit it goes from there. I got my ass beat by a wrestler, I got the first hit and everything which I thought was clean but no matter how many times I hit him he kept charging in and finally got a leg sweep on me or whatever it's called, dropped me, lifted my shirt over my head and pounded me. I wish I was a wrestler for those situations because in street fights it seems like the wrestlers ALWAYS win again the other kids who might be bigger, faster, harder hitting.
On December 16 2010 00:58 deth2munkies wrote: I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
What can I say, sometimes girls really do need to get decked in the face. I hate the girls who know the guy wont do anything so they slap, kick, scratch and act super tough, thats when you give just a little left handed jab to the chin and they get the point.
BJJ >= Wrestling in street fights, here in Brazil BJJs practitioneers proved thro thousands of street fights that BJJ is the most helpfull thing to know in the street.
Hell I heard a story once about a guy who was pushed down and was being kicked by two guys, he grabbed the foot of one of them and twisted his heel until it broke (very fast hes good at BJJ) the guy fell to the ground screaming in pain, the other guy was kicking him he pulled guard sweeped him and choked him out, left a guy unconscious and the other unable to get up with a broken heel.
I believe it to be 100% legit, as I heard way more insane stories.
I don't think this is entirely true. Look at UFC, most of the all time dominant competitors have strong, strong wrestling. It is just necessary. Yes, wrestling does not emphasize doing damage at all. But you absolutely have to have it because its all about control. I've witness countless college fights (wrestlers seeking out martial artists) and someone with strong wrestling will just be in control of the fight the whole time.
I'll admit BJJ is very important in a well-rounded fighter. But if you have to pick one or the other, Wrestling is going to help the most by far.
You need to understand all wrestlers in the UFC train BJJ so they can have sub defense, even if you dont call it BJJ, training sub defense requires knowledge of the subs.
look at UFC 1 2 and 3 to see what a street fight looks like.
lol these are all stories of <30 second skirmishes. What a waste of an hour, reading about middle/high school and drunken bar "fights?" i mean some of them were funny, i guess. . . =\
Junior year, second day of school. Some little freshman comes on my bus looking to fight my friend. I stand up for him and tell the kid to sit the fuck down. He asks me if I "want to get stuck in my shit". I tell him to swing first and we'll see what happens. He comes at me and his friends hold him back telling him to wait until we get off the bus. We get off the bus he sucker punches me in the eye. I know I have a huge black eye but I suck it up and started laughing at him and told him he punches like a girl. He punched me twice in the temple and I say "dude if your going to beat me up at least make it worth my time." he tackles me and I go down and my shoe falls off. As I'm on the ground I just scope out my shoe and put it back on while he punches me in the back of the head repeatability I stand up, look at him and tell him that it was a huge waste of time and that next time he gets in a fight he should try to hurt the other person. He runs off crying (he had about 6 friends with him so I wasn't going to punch him and risk having 6 other people beating me up). I walk home and call my friend that I was standing up for and we laugh about it. This was all recorded on one of the other kids phones. He preceded to show the whole school and the kid that hit me was humiliated due to the fact that I didn't even feel fazed..
Another one in 6th grade, some kid calls my friend fat like every day for about 2 weeks. One day he makes my friend cry so I go up to him and punch him in the temple 3 times and push him down and kick him in the head.
I'll never get in a fight again, they are so primitive and stupid. Anger is just childish...
ALOT of these fights seem like Movie Fights (ie. I don't believe half of them).
Been in 1 or 2 street fights. They NEVER were 1 on 1... always 2 on 3 etc.
They ALWAYS involved weapons...
And people trained in Martial Arts?!? HUH?
You hit the person in the face one time with a chain wrapped hand and RUN when they are on the ground BEFORE Cops get there.... Thats how real fights are. No stupid glorified "dodging" and bully stupidity.
Yeah I am sure it's nice in the ghetto where you live?
I live in a beautiful suburb and it's a pretty small town and when two boys or MEN have a problem they handle it one on one without any pussy weapon b.s. anything otherwise and the offender is usually either jumped or seen as a pussy. Sometimes we get out of towners from the city and they come with their knives and other shit and usually get stomped even then because it's usually the guy least capable of fighting or defending him self that grabs for some other "upper hand".
On December 11 2010 02:38 Easy772 wrote: I've seen bad things happen to people in street fights.. Don't fall down no matter what!
Yeah, until you actually train in fighting or get in to a real legit fight this can be hard to understand because in the movies punches mess people up. In real life I have hit some people in the face pretty hard and unless it's a clean jaw hit it goes from there. I got my ass beat by a wrestler, I got the first hit and everything which I thought was clean but no matter how many times I hit him he kept charging in and finally got a leg sweep on me or whatever it's called, dropped me, lifted my shirt over my head and pounded me. I wish I was a wrestler for those situations because in street fights it seems like the wrestlers ALWAYS win again the other kids who might be bigger, faster, harder hitting.
On December 16 2010 00:58 deth2munkies wrote: I got into a couple in Elementary School, but after that I learned to avoid them.
The most hilarious one was with a girl, actually. She objected to something I said and scratched me with her nails (drew blood) and I decked her. I couldn't believe I was the one getting in most trouble when she started it.
What can I say, sometimes girls really do need to get decked in the face. I hate the girls who know the guy wont do anything so they slap, kick, scratch and act super tough, thats when you give just a little left handed jab to the chin and they get the point.
BJJ >= Wrestling in street fights, here in Brazil BJJs practitioneers proved thro thousands of street fights that BJJ is the most helpfull thing to know in the street.
Hell I heard a story once about a guy who was pushed down and was being kicked by two guys, he grabbed the foot of one of them and twisted his heel until it broke (very fast hes good at BJJ) the guy fell to the ground screaming in pain, the other guy was kicking him he pulled guard sweeped him and choked him out, left a guy unconscious and the other unable to get up with a broken heel.
I believe it to be 100% legit, as I heard way more insane stories.
I don't think this is entirely true. Look at UFC, most of the all time dominant competitors have strong, strong wrestling. It is just necessary. Yes, wrestling does not emphasize doing damage at all. But you absolutely have to have it because its all about control. I've witness countless college fights (wrestlers seeking out martial artists) and someone with strong wrestling will just be in control of the fight the whole time.
I'll admit BJJ is very important in a well-rounded fighter. But if you have to pick one or the other, Wrestling is going to help the most by far.
You need to understand all wrestlers in the UFC train BJJ so they can have sub defense, even if you dont call it BJJ, training sub defense requires knowledge of the subs.
look at UFC 1 2 and 3 to see what a street fight looks like.
You think submission wrestling or shoot wrestling has no submissions? BJJ isn't the only art in the world with subs. Knowing not to put your arm out for an armbar doesn't mean you learned BJJ, or have good jits.
You want to talk about the UFC and wrestling vs BJJ? Lets see, co-founded by a BJJ player. Wrestling shoes disallowed because they might be used as weapons, but GI's are allowed? If UFC 1 was nogi like the UFC today is, Shamrock would have won by heelhook.
UFC 2 Shamrock didn't compete because he had a broken hand.
UFC 3 Shamrock made it to the finals and Gracie didn't make it, so Ken quit.
UFC 4 Shamrock was in japan beating up people. One of whom was later a UFC Heavyweight Champ that took Randy Couture (another wrestler) to beat.
UFC 5 Shamrock v Gracie rematch. Shamrock beats the ever living shit out of Gracie.
There is no denying that a person needs some form of ground skills to have a complete package in self defense. Ground skills are a necessity, it can't be stressed enough. BJJ is hardly the best or most effective. It is one option among many. I like it for attacks from the bottom, and BJJ fighters are definitely more comfortable off the back, but from the top wrestling is definitely superior.
ALOT of these fights seem like Movie Fights (ie. I don't believe half of them).
Been in 1 or 2 street fights. They NEVER were 1 on 1... always 2 on 3 etc.
They ALWAYS involved weapons...
And people trained in Martial Arts?!? HUH?
You hit the person in the face one time with a chain wrapped hand and RUN when they are on the ground BEFORE Cops get there.... Thats how real fights are. No stupid glorified "dodging" and bully stupidity.
Hah, plenty of 1v1 fights happen bro. i've had a problem with getting into fights but i've stopped since i went to law school. i've only been in ONE rumble that was 4v4, and everything else was me versus another person (and in one case me versus a few other people).
in backwards chronological order
1.) up in boston i was in a convertible driving to get food at 2am while wasted. my friend was driving my car b/c i was drunk. some guy in a bmw in front of me with CT plates (obviously a tool) tries to pick up some girl on the side of the road, but she denies him. so at the next stop light i'm joking to my friend about how that girl was probably like "faggggotttt" (which I said kind of loud). dude gets out of his car and is like who called me a faggot. i was like nobody man, get back into your car. he comes over like he's gonna kick my car or sucker punch my friend on the driver's side, so i get out of the car and say "you know what? i called you a faggot. now get back in your fucking car." he starts walking over to me without saying anything so i'm like ok time to throw down. i tackle him and start punching his face in until he's starting to bleed at which point i hop back into the car and bounce b/c it was on a fairly popular street and i was afraid of cops rolling by.
2.) boston again. some enormous like 6'5 bro talks shit to all of my friends as he walks past us in chinatown (we were going to a loft party down there). i call him out and tell him to turn around and do something about it so he turns around and starts walking back. once again, i tackle the guy, but this time his head fell into a bike on a bike rack, and he slices the back of his head open on a clipped pedal for a fixed gear. i didn't realize it though, so i smash his face in for a bit until my friends pull me off after seeing blood on the ground. they get him in a cab to a hospital while i go for a walk to avoid any cops that might show up.
3.) boston. kid talks shit to me and my friends outside of the 7-11 in brigham circle. he's drunk, and calls one of my friends a nigger to his face, at which point i react before my friend does and go with the usual 1.) tackle 2.) punch face in. I get pulled off of him and the kids stumbles into the street and almost gets hit by a car. however, he gets the last laugh because he had a hot dog he had just heated up via a microwave in the 7-11 that he somehow burned my neck with lmao. there's still a really faint scar there to this day that you can see if you look closely enough.
4.) boston. actually all of my cool fight stories have really been in boston, where i went to undergrad. the highschool ones were kinda lame and not worth talking about. anyway this one was right next to fenway park. 3 really big bros were walking me and 3 of my friends. one of my friends yells at them saying "sweet north face jackets, does peter north cum on your face??" one of them turns around super fucking pissed, and i assume he's just going to deck one of us with the first punch, so i figure not to let it be me and just decide to punch him first myself. he was yellling "im' a fuckin bouncer you don't want to fuck with me" as he was coming over, but i was like whatever it's 4v3 we got this. anyway, i punch him and we start to fight, and it's pretty straight up for a second until his friends jump in. that's when my friends... oh wait, they ppussy the fuck out and don't do anything at this point, except for one friend who just starts trying to pull them off of me. i kinda get my ass kicked a little bit but no damage other than a fat lip and black eye. the 2 kids that didn't do shit were actually more friends of a friend to begin with, but after that point i never talked to those kids again. only fight i ever lost, but it was 1v3 and whatever i sorta had it ocming. i should've let that kid stick up for himself, especially since he started it.
EPT
. Except one time when I saw my friend getting harrassed in the college car park, I went and floored the guy without saying anything, that's pretty much it for the last few years. I don't regret any of the fighting I did when I was younger, to be frank it was pretty exciting. 
