Where, who and how?
Can't say I have to be honest
Where, who and how?
Can't say I have to be honest
Been in a few. Got belted at a pub once for nothing, had a blue with my roomate once (I got thrown through a tv table after losing my footing). Heaps in school as well.
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Gave a statement to the coppers only last Thursday after a mate got involved in a free and frank exchange of views with a security and safety operative.Was the day I got rushed to hospital in an ambulance, so only needed the fire service for the full emergency service house!
Wasn't involved in the fight per se, but was the one who dragged the bouncer **** off.
Have had a fair few, tbh. Played rugby for many years and have inability to leave stuff alone when blood's up, so, well you know.
One thing film's don't touch on is just quite how much it hurts to punch someone. Was genuinely taken aback the first time I chinned someone. Pretty sure thats 95% of the reason boxers wear gloves, in fact.
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No. Sounds Strange but I was alwasy afraid of having a broken tooth then coming home with it to see my dad. Have been smacked once on the face, can't say it was an enjoyable experience.
I haven't, unsurprisingly. People talk about their blood boiling, but anger is an emotion i'm barely even capable of.
That does mean though that when i do get angry (and it's only ever happened as a result of my mother) i go mildly crazy because i'm not used to it and have no idea how to react. So when i do have a fight i guess it could be a ****ing huge one.
My career record is 1-0.
Have been retired for about 15yrs.
A few. Mostly organised, a few not. Even after sparring a lot, it feels nothing like the real thing.
Can't really just have a fight these days witout some **** pulling a knife or 15 of his mates getting into it as well, which turns it from a fight to a massacre anyway.
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Nothing ever that you could deem a proper fight. I've been in the odd few scraps at school over stupid things, but I guess most people have.
Closest thing was in a hockey match (un)surprisingly, where a friend of mine was getting a bit of a smackdown from the opposition. Ended up kicking one guy in the head, an action to which I am pretty ashamed of, though I did do it in the heat of the moment.
In the story I alluded to my mate was set on by a barman and a bouncer for no more than being (as he himself would concede) a bit gobby. He's made a complaint to the coppers tho and they reckon he has a case for an ABH charge as he had nose cut and tooth cracked.
Nope, never seen the need to fight really. Sorted any problems out without resorting to violence.
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@ Brumbers: There was a story on the NSW Riot Squad the other week on 60 minutes here. If you get a chance to see it, have a look at the way they treated some people who got a bit gobby. Illuminating TSTL.
My grandfather told me when I first started going out how it was "No holds barred in a pub blue", but I really didn't believe it until I saw my first one - **** just flying everywhere. As he said "When I was a young bloke, if some idiot pulled a knife on you, the whole pub'd jump him. Nowadays, if you don't pull one, you're at a disadvantage". It's truer now than it was then, except these days there are people getting glassed everywhere.
Last edited by Burgey; 09-05-2009 at 05:04 AM.
Yeah a few in school and then a couple since that have been over women. One was about five years ago, some guy had had it away with my bird behind my back, well she was my ex by this point (that's the point of the fight, not when he did it) and tbh i was moving on from the whole thing, when he made a few comments to a mate of mine designed to wind me up. At the time I was just like a bit meh about it, but that night I was out, it was A level results day for a couple of my younger mates and I was wandering around the rock club I used to go to all the time. I was on the second floor, probably looking for skirt as the best ones were normally on that floor. Well I saw this lad who had given the 'messages' for me to my mate, I was alone and there were about seven or eight of his mates. I was proper trolleyed and the sight of me made my blood boil, went up to him and said something or another, then without even thinking I just hit him with my right fist. Apparently it dazed him for a second, but I can't say I remember the next few seconds as he and his mates did a number on me. I started it so fair enough, my Dad said to me that I was well within my rights to start a fight with this **** but "if you're gonna start a fight make sure you can finish it" what was I thinking?!
And then another one about a year and a bit ago. Me and Mandi (ie the mother of my children) had been having some troubles that we were trying to patch up, this process was helped greatly when her brother decided to call me on all sorts of things on a night out. I had had a few and told him too much, ie that if he thought that our problems were all down to me then he obviously didn't know his sister very well. Next thing, his gf was in my face about how much of a **** I was, I told her to **** right off and then mandi's bro came at me, as did her cousin. Bit of a scuffle, but again I'd managed to get myself into a 2-on-1 situation. In this case I did feel I could point the finger elsewhere, because even if he had been right in his suspicions that I was treating Mandi like **** (which I don't think he was, but whatever), we were trying to work on our issues, interference like that was hardly going to be good for us and the kids. Loved seeing my five-year old the next day with a black eye, awesome.
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