Fights

[Guest pinnacleofallthingsmanly]

I'm in a chipper mood today and I'm feeling nostalgic. I'll start this thread out with a fight that was kind of funny. I was in 9th grade and I was getting dressed after football practice. The guy whose locker was next to mine decided to steal my tape from my locker, and I asked him to return it. He denied having it and I told him to stop lying. It was there before I turned my back and when I turned around again, the shit was gone. He continued to lie, and I became more enraged with each passing second. I was about to miss the bus because this jackass decided to help himself to my shit and lie about it. I snapped and bounced his ass from one end of the locker room to the other. It felt like roid rage or something because I was at that point where you feel so primal that you start growling. The whole scene culminated with me sending him spiraling against an open locker door, knocking him to the ground. I stood over him as he sat there crying, and my best friend came up to me with the tape that he retreived from the guy's locker. I had another run-in with the same guy that year in Biology. I hit him (lightly) with a ski cap and he got up and swung at me. It felt like he was moving in slow motion or something because I doged it like Peter Parker in the new Spider-Man movie. It came as a shock to me though because we were on pretty good terms and I was't hitting him maliciously or anything. I was pretty pissed that he tried to swing at me though and I let him know. I grabbed his collar and told him in a calm manner that I would kill him if he ever did some shit like that (I was just talking shit) and set him back down. The substitue teacher we had that day wrote me up for suspension. I was very pissed about that. The guy who I thought I was friends with after patching things up after the locker room incident, took a swing at me and got off scot free, but I was the one who was going to be suspended. I made a trip to the dean with about 15 students in tow and got the suspension thrown out.

 

That same year, I ended up having a scuffle in Shop class with a kid I didn't care for too much. The class had two parts to it, the part where everyone sat and did stuff, and the part where all of the power tools were. One day, we ended up exchanging words in the lecture area while everyone was in the power tool area. I ended up bodyslamming him and I pulled him off the ground by his hair, and you haven't heard anything funny until you've gotten into a scuffle with someone and they scream like a bitch. I followed him into the next rom where he was about to tell the teacher. I wanted to hear his description of what happened, but he punked out and just told the teacher to tell me not to bother him. I wonder what the teacher thought seeing me standing behind the guy (whose face was red) as he tried to tell on me.

 

When I was in third grade, I got into a fight with this one guy and I hulked up after he hit me in the face. I wish I could have seen that shit! He hit me and I puffed my cheeks out and shit. I ended up trying to give him a face buster on the floor before the teacher broke it up. Looking back, the fight was my fault and I ended up apologizing, but that was some funny shit.

[Guest Zack Malibu]

I was in 2nd grade, and some 4th or 5th grade bully came up and pushed me for no reason.  I was kind of in shock and didn't know why this kid came after me.  He then took a swing at me, but I ducked it, and came up with an uppercut, giving him a bloody nose.  He went and told on me, but my friend Tiffany's mom saw the whole thing, and she got me out of trouble.

 

In 5th grade, we were all goofing off in the schoolyard, playing off the wall or something, and this kid got mad at something, I don't know what.  We were all like "Chill out man", but this kid copped an attitude with me and my friends.  He came up to me, and just randomly punched me in the side of the face.  He stood there thinking he was a hot shit, but the punch didn't phase me (I took karate since I was 5, and in my class, when you spar, you SPAR...no phantom shots in my class!).  The kid was like shocked that I was unhurt, and I went and got up in his face.  He got scared, thinking I must be impervious to pain or some shit.

 

This next one, I talked about in the "worst things done at school thread".  In 6th grade, this kid was running around pantsing people in my gym class.  He made the mistake of trying that shit on me, so I shoved him away.  The kid came at me like a chick, trying to claw me, so a well placed sidekick to the ribs sent him sliding across the gym floor, gasping for air.  

 

I've never gotten in trouble for any fights, since I never started any...they were all in self defense.  I did start one, kinda, but it was totally one-sided and not really a "fight".  A kid egged my house "In defense" of his sister (basically she liked me, I had a g/f, she was jealous, they egg my house.)  I saw him the following Monday in school, went behind him, and kicked him from behind, sending him tumbling down the stairs, dropping books everywhere.

[Guest pinnacleofallthingsmanly]

I got my only suspension in 9th grade because I roughed a kid up. It was the end of the day and he tried to be a tough guy in the hallway on the way to the buses. I didn't take kindly to that, so I dragged him into the bathroom where nobody could break anything up. I pushed him up against a wall and started screaming in his face. I wish the Invasion Austin would have been around back then so I could have said, "Look at you. Your pathetic. What? I said your pathetic." I was in there going off. He tried to push me off of him, but I pimp slapped him and pushed him back against the wall and continued berating him. He started crying so, I picked his books up off the floor and handed them to him and told him to get out of my sight. I went to wrestling practice (I was on the JV team at the high school) and was told halfway through that I had to get dressed because my parents were on their way to get me. They picked me up from the high school and drove me to the junior high. The car was silent the whole way there. We got to the junior igh and went to the assistant principal's office where the guy that I pimp slapped was waiting with his mother. I got suspended for 3 days and my best friend who was in the bathroom watching the incident received a day of detention for not breaking up the altercation. I was at home living it up for those three days. A tutor came to my house with my schoolwork, and I sent her on her way. The whole incident happened around Chritmas, so I spent two of the three days playing video games that I received for Christmas. I got some shit for what I did from my parents, but they were more upset with the language I used during the altercation (he had a written transcript prepared when I got there) than the fighting. I got in more trouble for a fight on the bus in 4th grade than I did for that shit. My father got a couple of days off from work because of the incident, so I doubt he was too upset. The icing on the cake though was the fact that they tried to act as if I used my wrestling prowess to gain the upperhand in the fight and made me out to be some kind of bully. The guy was approxamately the same size as me, but a year younger and he wrestled too! You don't need to know a lot of wrestling to push someone against a wall and pimp slap them.

[Guest Mark4steamboat]

Back in 6th grade, this kid that had bothered  me since kindergarten finally sent me over the edge by talking about my girlfriend. So the next day,(clad in my austin 3:16  shirt) i found him at lunch and threw his tea at him and broke his necklace. when he bent down to pick it up, i hit him in the back of the head and he hit his face on the pavement. his forehead got scraped and i said to him "bitch if you tell on me ill fucking kick your ass". he went up the steps and told and as he was running, i speared his ass and proceeded to grab his head and slam it on the asphalt. i conitnued to punch his face until i had knocked out 2 of his teeth and blood was squirting rapidly out of his nose. The assistant principal pulled me off of him and as he lifted me, i kicked him in the ribs and cracked 2 of his ribs( i had my heavy doc martens on) i got suspended for one day.

 

The same year during a soccer  game, my team of 12 yr olds were palying 16 yr olds from the YMCA. This one dude(i was barely 5 ft and he was at least 6'3) kicked the ball from the corner of the goal and it hit me in the face. i got up right after it and shook it off while everyone was simultaneously saying "oooooh". i had a bloody eyebrow but didnt know it and the dude came over and called me a pussy. i ran after him after i was pulled out so the blood could stop and jumped on his back and punched him in the nose a couple times. My friends brother was the ref and he was letting it go by and when he did grab me, I swung and hit him in the face. the game got cancelled cause all my buddies went charging the YMCA van and almost tipped it over. man that was fun.

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

Oooh fights, i've got lots of stories, i'll just do one tame one now,

 

In grade 8 science class i was sitting at a table with this stupid prick who was always mouthing me off. He didn't like me because i was going out with the girl he liked. So he thinks he's some kind of tough guy and is like 'i'm going to kill you you mother fucker"etc.,etc., so I wait until the teacher goes out of the room and i curl my foot around the stool he was sitting on and i pull it out from under him. He goes flying on to his ass and the whole class is laughing at him. He gets up and takes a Wild swing at me, i ducked under it and nailed him in the ribs and then the back of the head. The kid was out like a light.

[Guest]

I had a rival with a kid in my Karate class a few years ago.

 

ROUND 1:

Me and him were in the finals at a tournoment. He was ahead 2-1, first to 3 wins. I got a point, which he thought shouldn't have counted. The final point, he rushed at me, I ducked, tripped him, and got a point. He got up and kicked me in the face.

 

ROUND 2:

We were playing a game were you keep staying in until someone eliminates you. I had gone through the class about 3 times each. I was tired as hell, but kept going. He got up, and before the first point, he low blowed me.

 

FINAL ROUND:

It was a New Year's party. I had 2 friends with me. The other kid had his 2 brothers. He pushed me over. Me & my friends went in the back, and spied on the kids. When the time was right, I ran out of the room. I went for a headbutt, but he leaned to the right. I ended up headbutting him in the collarbone. He broke it. I got kicked out of Karate.

 

HOCKEY:

Championship game. We were ahead 3-0. I got the first 2 goals. A kid on the other team tripped me with his stick. No penalty. He was in front of our net, so I grabbed his stick. No Penalty. He pushed me down. No Penalty. I was on a breakaway. He caught up with me. He hits the stick out of my hands. I didn't have a stick, but had a open net. I grabbed onto his stick, and pushed him down. I scored a goal with his stick. He got up, and we were fighting for about 5 minutes. The refs broke it up, called it a no-goal, and kicked us both out of the game.

[Guest]

Damn, ya'll fight too much. As Rodney King said "Can't we all just get along?"

 

::Plays, "Why Can't We Be Friends?"::

[Guest caboose]

About five years ago, this guy called Ben Hunt and I had a little rivalry.

We both played in the strikers positon for a sunday league football team(soccer for you yanks).

Anyway when a new player joined Ben got dropped, and I formed a successful strike partnership with the new guy.

Ben was pissed and decided he would badmouth me to anyone who listened, so I got in a fight with him and broke his arm.

Two weeks later he starts insulting me to my face, so I beat him up with his own arm caste.

He never spoke shit about me again.

[Guest pinnacleofallthingsmanly]

That's exactly why I don't get into fights these days. Now I'm at the point where I can do serious harm to someone, and the trouble just isn't worth it. I almost got ito a serious fight last month. I was at home late one Friday night, and I had woken up momentarily. I was up for about 10 minutes when I heard the phone ring. I didn't want to answer it, but I decided to answer it for some reason. When I answered the phone, the voice was a female one that was cracking. I thought it was somebody prank calling me, but I realized it was my best friend's girlfriend. She was crying hysterically, so I tried to calm her down and get her to tell me what was wrong. She told me that she had gone to a club with her best friend from back home and her best friend's boyfriend. Apparently on the way out of the club, a bunch of guys jumped the guy they were with and chased the girls back to the club. They were stranded there with no way to get home because the guy they were with drove them there. I woke my best friend up and told him what happened and handed him the phone while I got dressed. He woke up one of our other roommates (weapons were being gathered up at this point) and we headed out the door. We were making calls on the way there so that people could meet us at the club and so that we could pick people up to go with us. When we got to the club, there was no violence, but the guy they came with was nowhere to be found, nor were the guys who jumped him. There was nothing we could do about that, so we split up so that some of the gus in our car could get a ride back with the guys who were supposed to meet us there. That shit could have ended up looking like the end of the ninja turtle movie.

[Guest Just call me Dan]

First and coolest fight I was ever in was when I was 4, seriously.

 

I was at daycare, and three boys got to go to the bathroom at once.  We'd go in, and the bathroom was a normal one (bath, shower, sink, etc.) because it was an old house.

 

Well, this kid kept pushing my head against the corbner while we waited in line, over and over.  I told him to stop and he didn't.  So I shoved him away.  He stumbles backwards, unaware of the bath tub, that clips his knees and sends him into it.  His head hits the bare tub and busts open blood gushing everywhere.  I run around screaming because I think he's dead and the other kid just stares at me.

 

I got a long talk with the owner and missed snack time, but there wasn't much he could do, I was only 4.  Don't remember ever seeing that kid again, so I'm sure they lost one customer because of me.  I'll never forget that.

[Guest pinnacleofallthingsmanly]

Speaking of kiddie fights, I used to work at a summer camp and there was this kid who was always bad for no reason. This other kid took it upon himself to fight the other kid, and I oculdn't help but be proud. There was a karate instructor at that camp, and one day I took it upon myself to bring my kids to the instructor and kick their asses. The instructor just sat there and laughed.

[Guest dreamer420]

I got into my first bar fight on my 19th birthday after drinking some 15 shots of tequila, plus all the other crap that I drank.  Anyway I walk of of the bar to get some fresh air and yack all over the ground.  After doing that I see this guy arguing with his girlfriend and he had his arm raised to her so I stumbled over to them and pushed the guy.  His buddy called me a ###### and pushed me as my two buddies were walking out of the bar.  So I'm 19, my buddy is about 32, and my other buddy is about 30 and we kicked the shit our of 5 or 6 guys my age.  Not a bad birthday party.