School Fights...

[Guest Vitamin X]

Most of the "fights" involved 2 guys butting foreheads, walking in a circle, and calling each other "bitch" and "motherfucker" for a couple minutes before going about their way.

 

[Jericholic82 0]

just remembered a few more fights. once in 11th grade (this wa sin early 98 IIRC) , they were filming an episode of "Melrose Place" at our school. That was cool. anyhow my best friend again got into a scuffle during math class that day. this kid kept annoying my friend, then started to hit him with one of those sticky hands things, he told him to stop but the dude did it one more time, so my friend snapped and chased him ll th eway out the classroom and into the parking lot area fence, where he gave him a nice beatdown.

 

 

senior year my same friend was standing at the picnic tables at lunch and somebody knocked ketchup on this guy, the guy thought it was my friend so he hit him, so again my friend proceeded to whip ass. he was suspsended for a week this time.

[Stephen Joseph 0]

A guy tried to mug me one day after school. I had been staying late to do some work for FBLA (Future Business Leaders of America).

 

Anyways, I went to get a coke. He and a buddy thought it was a perfect time to mug the nerdy white kid.

 

They were idiots and attacked me on a stairwell. I grabbed the bigger guy's hand to deflect a punch, jumped over the guardrail and brought his arm down on it.

 

It snapped delightfully. He stumbles and screams in pain and agony. I get up and get the hell out of dodge before his friend recovers from the shock.

 

It got around the school the next day that the school nerd sent a football player to the hospital.

 

No one bothered me after that.

[Black Lushus 0]

Popick may be the coolest fucker I have ever heard of: rich, fucks up bigger guys in fights, can be seen on a GGW video fucking 2 chicks...dude rocks!

[Stephen Joseph 0]

I got lucky as shit in that fight, I have no memory of the GGW tape, and I'm merely upper middle class.

 

I can gladly admit that I got my ass kicked on several occasion because I was too damn arrogant and stubborn for my own good.

[The Czech Republic 0]

In 5th grade, me and four or five other guys would have wrestling matches in some far obscured corner of the playground where monitors couldn't see us. Anyway, this went on for a good month or so and surprisingly, nobody got hurt. Being the "smart kid" in the group, I had to accept a secondary role to gain their acceptance, which in retrospect, doesn't make a whole hell of a lot of sense, but whatever, I wasn't even 10 yet. So one kid was on a nearby swingset doing commentary as I had to job to the "leader" of our group. So he starts trying to suck up by laughing at me for losing, so I got mad, and as he was coming up on the swing, I decided to, as the those in the business say, "shoot" on him, by throwing up my leg in an aesthetically sloppy yet effective Sweet Chin Music, which didn't knock out any teeth or break a jaw, but rather just pushed him backward off the swing a good several feet where he landed on his ass, got up, and started swinging at me, which turned out just as badly for him as the swing did, because at that point my fight-or-flight kicked in and I really defended myself. By then we all got caught, that was the end of that, but I did manage to break the glass ceiling and gain the respect of kids that would go on to not get through high school

[Jericholic82 0]

In 5th grade, me and four or five other guys would have wrestling matches in some far obscured corner of the playground where monitors couldn't see us. Anyway, this went on for a good month or so and surprisingly, nobody got hurt. Being the "smart kid" in the group, I had to accept a secondary role to gain their acceptance, which in retrospect, doesn't make a whole hell of a lot of sense, but whatever, I wasn't even 10 yet. So one kid was on a nearby swingset doing commentary as I had to job to the "leader" of our group. So he starts trying to suck up by laughing at me for losing, so I got mad, and as he was coming up on the swing, I decided to, as the those in the business say, "shoot" on him, by throwing up my leg in an aesthetically sloppy yet effective Sweet Chin Music, which didn't knock out any teeth or break a jaw, but rather just pushed him backward off the swing a good several feet where he landed on his ass, got up, and started swinging at me, which turned out just as badly for him as the swing did, because at that point my fight-or-flight kicked in and I really defended myself. By then we all got caught, that was the end of that, but I did manage to break the glass ceiling and gain the respect of kids that would go on to not get through high school

I used to do the same with friend sback in elementary school in the early 90s. We would have royal rumbles, by this rail thing, where we would throw each other over for eliminations. plus often I would be the ref in tag matches and would purposely look the other way while the heels cheated.

 

we would pretend to be various wrestlers and would often stage "interpromotional" matches between wwf and wcw guys.

[Black Lushus 0]

I used to do the same with friend sback in elementary school in the early 90s. We would have royal rumbles, by this rail thing, where we would throw each other over for eliminations.

 

in a similar fashion, we played "King Of The Hill"...there was a somewhat steep hill between the fencing of the playground and the fencing of a nearby tennis court...the object was to toss your opponents down the hill, past a line (which was usually marked by a stick or a jacket or something)...the line was pretty much right at the bottom, so if you start to go, you had to struggle to make your way back up as your opponent continued to try to get you down past the line...we had one on ones, tags and all out elimination-rules rumbles.

[Big McLargeHuge 0]

Speaking of playground wrasslin', we had Backstop Matches in our little imaginary wrestling feds. I brought one of the toy foam belts to school, and my friend and I decided to have a match for it. The "match" made it's way to the baseball backstops, someone tossed the belt up there, and the rules were made up on the spot. It was fun fighting on top of it, and dangling from the open side. Wasn't fun cutting up my elbows and forearms on the chain links after a backdrop while were on top.

[The Czech Republic 0]

Oh, we could NEVER get away with the backstop, man. This was just one of those little circular metal jungle gym-type things.

[Bruiser Chong 0]

 

I used to do the same with friend sback in elementary school in the early 90s. We would have royal rumbles, by this rail thing, where we would throw each other over for eliminations.

 

in a similar fashion, we played "King Of The Hill"...there was a somewhat steep hill between the fencing of the playground and the fencing of a nearby tennis court...the object was to toss your opponents down the hill, past a line (which was usually marked by a stick or a jacket or something)...the line was pretty much right at the bottom, so if you start to go, you had to struggle to make your way back up as your opponent continued to try to get you down past the line...we had one on ones, tags and all out elimination-rules rumbles.

 

Ah, memories. Thanks to a huge pile of woodchips and a barrage of first and second graders, the big fifth grader with the hearing aid finally got his moment in the sun.