Anyone been in a street fight in their adult life?

[GNUist (formerly FC)]

Anyone? If so, care to share the story?

I got knocked out by some street people when I was visiting NYC. And a few times was forcibly removed from bars/clubs. Other than that, my fighting was confined to my younger years.

Anyone else? :dunno:

 

[s.a.f]

My last real fight was when I was 15/16. I lost but I'd like to meet that guy again now :box:
A few years back this guy thought I was seeing his wife (I was'nt) so he squared up to me face to face and asked me to step outside. He expected me to start cowering or something but instead I just shrugged and strode confidently outside like I did'nt believe he could had a chance. When we got outside I expected him to fly at me but his mood totally changed, in the end we just ended up having a chat.

 

[barcafan]

Last time i got into a fight i got a serious sucker hook to the jaw, almost got ko'd. I kicked him in the balls and stomped him and that was that.

 

[GNUist (formerly FC)]

My last real fight was when I was 15/16. I lost but I'd like to meet that guy again now :box:
A few years back this guy thought I was seeing his wife (I was'nt) so he squared up to me face to face and asked me to step outside. He expected me to start cowering or something but instead I just shrugged and strode confidently outside like I did'nt believe he could had a chance. When we got outside I expected him to fly at me but his mood totally changed, in the end we just ended up having a chat.

Oh sh*t that reminded me! I did sort of get in a fight in my adult life!

One night, 3 or 4 years ago my friend and I were at Burger King super late, drunk, after out partying at bars. We were eating our food, and some guys were saying stuff to us, and throwing fries. We ignored them for the longest time, and it was just escalating still. Eventually, we were telling them to f*** off, and they still kept it up.

Then, one threw a chicken nugget-like thing dipped in sauce that hit my new coat and I had enough, and told them to stop right now, and tried to get the manager to kick them out - i really didn't want a fight because I wasn't sure i could take the bigger one who was the main instigator, and i was starting a new job soon.

The more aggressive one started getting really riled up, and told me we were going to take it outside. So me and the guy started walking outside. But I was starting my new job, and really didn't want to risk a black eye. So me and the guy walked through the first set of doors on the way outside to fight, him in front of me, and i suckered him as hard as I could in the temples, and he fell back against the door. Then i hit him again, right in the nose and he smacked his head against the door and collapsed. Then i started kicking him again and again until he was a bloody mess. I didn't want to be so vicious, but i just really didn't want to risk a bruised face or anything, so i had to make sure he would be too messed up to possibly fight after this.

His friend was almost crying and helped him away, and some punks with mohawks who were in BK came up to me and shook my hand, saying they were gonna kick his *** if i hadn't. It was my proudest fighting moment - but for a few days i was afraid i might have seriously maimed the guy. It was a blantant cheap shot on my part, but so was throwing fries and nuggets.

 

[follicle84]

Well im not the type of person who usually enjoys talking about fighting but i did have one that i was impressed with and it was recent. It seems everytime i go out to town on a night out. A friend or someone close to me will get into some arguement and it will either be resolved or turn into something nasty. In a few occasions its turned into fights and i've been beaten up not by 1 person but by like two or 3 people at the same time and its happened to me at least 3 times last year. I guess it was a bad year because my last fight before that year was 2002. Well anyways i stopped getting drunk on my nights out since then, so i would be a little sharper if such an occasion occured again.

Two months ago im out in town and go outside for a smoke. Some girls asked me for a smoke and i started talking to them. Next minnute an enraged boyfriend approaches me with a big friend and tells me to f**k off. I walk away not wanting any trouble and he comes behind me and hits me. I turned round and belted him in the nose. Next minnute his much bigger friend jumps in and starts laying into me from the back. I knew if i didnt react quickly i'd have them both on me and would probably be beaten up. I quickly just went for the guy i already hit knowing i had a better chance of beating him up at least. Whilst im getting beaten up by the 2nd guy i throw as many punches as i can as hard as i can at the first guy. At this point the fight has lasted about 15-20 seconds. The first guy i was hitting was just cowering at this point and it gave me enough time to turn round and fight the bigger guy. Now this bigger guy was bigger and heavier than me and still had the advantage. There was a few second standoff, which i think he was weary of me at this point. I sensed he was going to hit me and i threw the first punch in followed by another three punches. The guy then suddenly decides enough enough, apologises and shakes my hand and walks away with his badly injured friend. I of course walk away feeling invincible until the next day when my bruises come up.

Now im no tough guy but i think all my aggression came out that night and kept my wits about me in that fight. It was good feeling, but i felt bad afterwards. I didnt realise how bad i'd hurt the first guy until i had walked away.
Had it not been for me being sober, previous experinece in fights and fighting to survive from getting a beating i would have probably lost.

 

[ali777]

I avoid confrontations at all cost.... Not because I'm scared, I just don't see the need to get into an argument. I'm way too laid-back to get in a fight, unless I'm drunk :woot:

And a few times was forcibly removed from bars/clubs.

This happens to me all the time. I must have been thrown out around 10 times. Almost 10 years of binge drinking, and being thrown out 10 times is not that bad :whistle:

There are couple bars close to my house, and I've been thrown out of both of them. I go there at least once a month, but one time a year after I was thrown out, the same doorman happened to be on duty. The guy remembered my face and he wouldn't let me in. I told him that I'm a regular, and I go there every weekend, etc.... His response was "I remember you, and as long as I'm at the door, you aren't coming in" :dunno: .... He threatened to call the police, and I left very peacefully. (Apparently I was annoying some female customer, I wasn't even talking to anyone....)

The funny thing is, the next weekend I was at the same place unk:

I hate doorman... I really do... They always treat me like a piece of sh*t. They think just because we had a few drinks we don't know what we are talking about.

Another time, a friend of the doorman got annoyed at my friend and got my friend thrown out.... I was trying to explain to the bastards that just because some random guy tells them to throw someone out, they shouldn't take his word for it. I mean, in the court of law it's 2 against 1, me being the second guy.... They wouldn't listen to me, and threatened to throw me out as well. I just left with my friend.

PS: If you want to avoid trouble in the bars, go out with a bunch of rugby players, or football players for the Americans. Doormen really stay away from those guys...

 

[The Gardener]

Nope... never in my adult life.

Had a few fights back in middle school... got cold cocked on during a baseball game after I was talking a bunch of sh*t. I had that one coming, and he got me so good on the chin that I dropped to my knees and was dazed, I was seeing stars... but then tackled him and hit back, giving him a VERY bloody nose. And, had a "locker row fight" where me and the other guy basically pushed each other, both saying to each other "go ahead, you throw first, you punch first"... but neither of us really wanted to follow through with it. We ended up taking two shots at each other (harmless shots), and faculty broke it up just in time... just in time for both of us to save face and walk away.

 

[iwantperfection]

Ive been in a few. never my fault i might add. One i got mauled for going with this guys bird. Walking home him and a load of his boys jumped me. Black eyes and a broken rib. 2days later i found out his address. Smashed every front window. im vengeful type.

Another time i got caught in a rival protestant paramilatary brawl. I had to take guys down to get out. Just as i did the cops came in with batons and dished out heavy justice. Was lucky to get out.

 

[HughJass]

Ive been in a few. never my fault i might add. One i got mauled for going with this guys bird. Walking home him and a load of his boys jumped me. Black eyes and a broken rib. 2days later i found out his address. Smashed every front window. im vengeful type.

Well done!

I got knocked out cold by one of two blokes that walked up behind us late at night on the way to the local and started with us for no reason, they were just nasty f*ckers. I was on the ground getting booted and my two friends were 200 meters up the road telling me to get up and run. Thanks chaps! Several of my other friends who enjoy breaking stuff suggested we retaliate a few days later (we knew were they lived). His pride and joy which was parked outside ate a few bricks. Probably would have been more satisfying to have stolen it and launched it into his house somehow.

I've been mobbed by a gang of Aboriginals plus their wigger friends in the middle of the clubbing district before. One of them started by facing up to my mate for no reason, I lunged for him and went to town LOL. His mates grabbed me and I copped something of a pasting. 9pm at night and streets were chockers- cops walked straight passed us. Thanks.

I think I've only been in one fight in a pub before. Quite outnumbered.

Attempted mugging in the middle of the CBD at peak hour broad daylight by stabby stabby pondscum.

Had the sh*t kicked out of me at school a few times (public schooling ftw!)I wasn't any good at fighting back until I discovered alcohol.

It's a strange feeling being knocked out cold.

 

[Petchsky]

Only been in two fights when I was 19 and 23, but I was with my mates both times against another group of blokes, normally all drunk and kicking off over nothing in particular.

Scrappy fights where i'll end up with a busted nose, and dish out a bust lip to someone else. Pointless really, I talk my way out of it now as i'm older and wiser.

The ages of 15-24 are the most likely for fights and crime from males in the UK.

 

[follicle84]

Walking home him and a load of his boys jumped me. Black eyes and a broken rib.

That seems to be how some people fight these days, . One of the times i was beaten up last year was for standing up for a friend who they were picking on. I took a beating off three of them followed by two bouncers who they were friends with. They blamed me for the fight. My nose is damaged because of it and i have a scar where one of them smashed a bottle over my hand which they tried to do over my head. I hate fighting, but there are times were you have to defend your self. If anything good has come out of it i am weary about getting into fights and more prepared if one does happen.

 

[yvakin]

Been in few when i was i high school.
But now, the good thing of being crippled - no one even bother unk:
I guess they all afraid of my cane :twisted: