How tough are you?

Question is fairly simple: Have you ever been in a fight before (real fight, not some after school tussle that resulted in a few scratches)? If so, what happened and what's your 'tipping point' to actually throw a punch?

Reason I'm asking this is because I've noticed a large number of posters claim in multiple threads that they would not hesitate to throw a punch (most recently in the McD thread), but how many of these guys have actually been in a real fight before.

 
YourWorstEnemy:
Its the internet tough guy keyboard warrior schtick. Irl most of these phaggots would be quivering in their ferragamos if shit was about to get real

It's funny how you bring up the internet tough buy keyboard warrior schtick and make fun of those people while you do the exact. same. thing.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 
scottj19x89:
YourWorstEnemy:
Its the internet tough guy keyboard warrior schtick. Irl most of these phaggots would be quivering in their ferragamos if shit was about to get real

It's funny how you bring up the internet tough buy keyboard warrior schtick and make fun of those people while you do the exact. same. thing.

No schtick here, I am alpha IRL. Physically imposing, aggressive in nature with a bellowing voice. Its people like me who become C-level executives, while you the wimpy little turd with the mousy squeal are stuck in the back office. UMADBRAH?

 

Well not sure how you all will take this but in jr high I got in what could be called a fight. Two guys were picking on me and one decided to throw a punch and hit me right in the mouth. I just sucked the blood up and spit it out and started walking at the kid. The other guy tried to punch me but I blocked his punch and pushed him back and kept advancing on them. Then one of them punched me in the stomach and it didnt affect me at all. I just kept pressing foward. They mean while kept backing up and trying to hit me untill the eventually backed into the wall and split. Lets just say no one fucked with me after that. I think it makes me extremely tough in the sense that I basicly won the fight with out really touching them.

Follow the shit your fellow monkeys say @shitWSOsays Life is hard, it's even harder when you're stupid - John Wayne
 

I'll show you mine if you show me yours

People tend to think life is a race with other people. They don't realize that every moment they spend sprinting towards the finish line is a moment they lose permanently, and a moment closer to their death.
 

I've only been in 2 fights, and both times involved me injecting myself into a situation where a friend was about to get hurt by some drunk idiot. The first was when a drunk dude raised his fist to my friend (a girl), and the second was when some guy aimed a dart at my friend's eye.

So, my tipping point would be to defend a friend, a female, a family member, or myself if the situation ever occurred. I've never started a fight, because you never know who the other guy is (what he's capable of), and I'm not a big guy at all.

 

Since when does the willingness to throw a punch make someone tough? Fighting, with the exception of defending yourself and others, is stupid and almost always a product of insecurity. I train at an MMA gym with several UFC and Strikeforce fighters who are tough bastards and they are some of the most laid back guys you will meet. If you have ever fought, in the gym or on the street, you know there really isn't a "winner". Both guys usually end up with some kind of injury and it is usually the guy with more friends there, or a weapon, who wins. It is easy to say you will fight but most guys fold once the adrenaline and fight or flight instincts kick in.

 
judowned:
Since when does the willingness to throw a punch make someone tough? Fighting, with the exception of defending yourself and others, is stupid and almost always a product of insecurity.

Fair enough; Tough was probably the wrong choice of words for the title. And I also agree with your post in general; it's almost always better to avoid than get involved.

 
judowned:
Since when does the willingness to throw a punch make someone tough?

^^This was the first thing that popped into my head when I read the OP's question. Punching someone is no badge of honor.

I've been in 2 real fights, 1 was a one on one fair fight, the other was a brawl style melee in college...

You would be surprised how people act when something goes down, the fight or flight instinct takes over... most people say they'll fight anyone etc., from what I've seen prob like 70% are on the flight side in most conflicts, you'll learn alot about someone if/when a serious situation like this occurs

 
judowned:
Since when does the willingness to throw a punch make someone tough? Fighting, with the exception of defending yourself and others, is stupid and almost always a product of insecurity. I train at an MMA gym with several UFC and Strikeforce fighters who are tough bastards and they are some of the most laid back guys you will meet. If you have ever fought, in the gym or on the street, you know there really isn't a "winner". Both guys usually end up with some kind of injury and it is usually the guy with more friends there, or a weapon, who wins. It is easy to say you will fight but most guys fold once the adrenaline and fight or flight instincts kick in.

+1

I've trained in a few disciplines growing up and switched to MMA when it became popular and more accessible. I thought I was tough shit and got into fights all the time growing up and through high school (always outside of school... I was smart enough to know that getting something on my record would fuck my future). This all pretty much ended in college as ivy league kids tend not to throw too many punches (I always wait for someone else to strike first). Eventually, I even matured and thought of it as stupid. On vacation near the end of college I jumped into a fight to defend one of my buddies and, well, it turns out being outnumbered 3:1 just doesn't do much good for your face.

I still love fighting... in a controlled environment. I avoid physical confrontations at all costs because you just never know who you're messing with, how many of them there are or if weapons are going to be involved. Being tough is walking away and taking a hit to your ego. It's being the bigger man. It's being mature.

 

I was in a fight, about two years ago. I am never again saying no to street thugs and then try to make them go away by force... Some douchebags here bang on about how it makes you feel like a man. Total bullshit but i suspect all the intelligent people here just read their posts and rofl. Being in a fight makes you even more cautious rather than brave or confident.

Luckly i just had a concussion, bruises and a shoulder injury. But it could have been much worse if I hadnt stopped resisting them. Never ever fight unless you can kill the opponent at will.. meaning you have a gun and he doesnt, but even then I suggest running away for your life.

 

I was on the train with my roommates. I was sitting two rows in front of my buddy who was being picked on by 3 drunk kids from a rival university. I saw him get up and shoved the guy only to get pushed and slammed back down on his seat. Another kid swung his fist and clipped him on the chin. I got pissed, so I grabbed the kid that was closest to me and basically shoved him into his buddies essentially knocking them down. I just started talking trash and daring them to throw a punch at me. At that point, they just got up, and stared at me as they make their way to the exit. As soon as they were near the exit, they started talking more trash and gesturing with their hands to their crotch, which I took it as "suck my d***".

But going back to your post, toughness isn't really about throwing that punch, but rather taking the punches and sticking up for yourself and others around you. People talk shit all the time, don't let it get to you, and fight only when you have no other choice.

 

Fighting is never good, especially if you have real world responsibilities. Everyone on this board should know what I mean. Last thing you want to do is go in front of your boss or clients with a black eye or a bruised knuckle. Most times there is a high probability you can get locked up for the weekend.....if no one knows what i mean, basically judges are off on the weekend and only come to work on a monday, so you will spend your weekend in lock up and be late to work. This is a high probability whether you win or lose the fight, plus think abotu the money spend on bail and lawyers. I have seen even the smallest incidents get escalated and people getting thrown in the backseat of a cop car. This is especially true in nyc, where clubs try to maintain a good rep as much as possible and avoid lawsuits, both throw bouncer intervention and by just throwing everyone in front of the cops. There is a reason why the cops are parked in front of the club, most of the times they are undercover, so you never know

 

More than I think is healthy or sane for anyone. I'm not proud of it, I've gotten my ass absolutely beat before, I bear some scars and permanent marks as a result of growing up as a sort of hoodrat. It's good to be out.

I am permanently behind on PMs, it's not personal.
 
non-target:
Last thing you want to do is go in front of your boss or clients with a black eye or a bruised knuckle.
Hahaha, I've done this

I played hockey and worked in bars for almost a decade....so I've been through a number of brawls. Most of the time it's over pretty quickly and/or get broken up before anyone can do any real damage.

Honestly though, the only people that really impress me in this department are military folks.

Get busy living
 

I've had one "streetfight", and I didn't instigate it. In short, I was leaving a club, picked my jacket up from the cloakroom, one of the bouncers thought I had cut the line, punched me in the back of the head and then we scrapped it out. Fortunately, none of the other bouncers jumped in to help him (my friend worked there) and they just pulled us apart.

But for the most part, I've always kept myself out of trouble with words and with my stature. There's too much to lose by having street fights.

 

I'm about 5'9, 192 lbs, bench about tree fiddy (285 really), ex-marine, and I play rugby....

I'm pretty tough...However, I've never been in a fight (with fists), so I'm a bitch.

I think that we are all clinging to a great many piano tops...
 

The most I've ever done to anybody (besides my brother of course) is DDT a kid in the 4th grade because he pushed me for no reason in front of an 8th grade "lunch guard". I got embarrassed and didn't want to look like a bitch in front of the cool 8th graders!... fuckin did the whole little move that they did on WWF at the time n gave him a bloody lip (no idea how). Then the little bitch told on me but my teacher didn't care cause I said he pushed me first.

-_-

you wanna fuck with this? that's what I thought.

On a serious note, I would probably try to get out of a fight by any means possible but I've never really even been close. Maybe I just picked my parties wisely back in high school? And usually when a guy that I don't know tries to talk to me, I just nod my head and go away so I may have gotten out of some immature trash talk without even knowing it a couple times. I would really like to take Krav Maga lessons soon but they're kinda expensive for somebody on my budget... I just carry mace now. Working on getting a pistol/ccw.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 

Fighting is retarded, you never know who has a gun or knife. Even if they don't, someone who's been in a few fights, or even one fight, has a lot bigger advantage than someone who hasn't been in any.

"You stop being an asshole when it sucks to be you." -IlliniProgrammer "Your grammar made me wish I'd been aborted." -happypantsmcgee
 
UFOinsider:
D M:
Fighting is retarded, you never know who has a gun or knife.

Agree with Happy - mental toughness is more important

Or this...

Regards

"The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they're ignorant, it's just that they know so much that isn't so." - Ronald Reagan
 

The most I've ever done, was once outside of a club, and this huge drunk guy started talking shit to my girl, so I told him too "fuck off." But he kept stepping to me, so I pushed him back. Then he through a punch at me, but I ducked it, and then punched him so hard in the ribs he had to go to the hospital. Then I kicked all of his friends asses. And they had to go to the hospital too. No one fucks with me, now.

Just kidding, but I did once hurt my foot when I kicked the plastic base of a punching bag during the Karate class I took in 4th grade. So that's pretty bad ass I guess.

 

Interesting to note that all the stories on this thread are extremely gratuitous to those sharing.

People tend to think life is a race with other people. They don't realize that every moment they spend sprinting towards the finish line is a moment they lose permanently, and a moment closer to their death.
 

I was about to say something but then I realized you're a troll... What is with the infatuation that trolls have with this site? There needs to be some IP bans.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 
miscer:
im not a troll. Im from bodybuilding.com i saw a link to the wharton thread and decided to join.

So go ahead and say what you were going to say.

Do you have interest in finance or just wanted to show us your disturbingly homoerotic picture? (You realize 95% of this site is Asian dude right?)
If I had asked people what they wanted, they would have said faster horses - Henry Ford
 

I thought you were a troll because of your picture and the fact that you're from Brotech University majoring in Bro Science while minoring in Broology. And I was just gonna say that having muscles doesn't necessarily mean you can hold your own... I'd rather have technique than muscles in a fight. Though both would be best.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 
miscer:
I actually am a finance major in my sophmore year so yea I am interested in this field. And no I figured it would be a lot of white guys and asians mixed with one or two chicks who probably get wayy too much attention lol.
I also am interested in finance. I also thought that a shirtless picture I took of myself in the bathroom would be pertinent to this finance discussion. " >
Making money is art and working is art and good business is the best art - Andy Warhol
 
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http://www.kevinwebb22.com/united-states-marine-corps-2/marine-corps-hu…

Orville Smith, a store manager for Best Buy in Augusta, Georgia, told police he observed a male customer, later identified as Tyrone Jackson of Augusta, on surveillance cameras putting a laptop computer under his jacket. When confronted, the man became irate, knocked down an employee, drew a knife and ran for the door.

Outside on the sidewalk were four Marines collecting toys for the “Toys for Tots” program. Smith said the Marines stopped the man, but he stabbed one of the Marines, Cpl. Phillip Duggan, in the back; the injury did not appear to be severe.

After Police and an ambulance arrived at the scene, Cpl. Duggan was transported for treatment. The suspect was also transported to the local hospital with two broken arms, a broken ankle, a broken leg, several missing teeth, possible broken ribs, multiple contusions, assorted lacerations, a broken nose and a broken jaw… injuries he sustained when he slipped and fell off of the curb after stabbing the Marine.

 
DontMakeMeShortYou:
http://www.kevinwebb22.com/united-states-marine-corps-2/marine-corps-hu…

Orville Smith, a store manager for Best Buy in Augusta, Georgia, told police he observed a male customer, later identified as Tyrone Jackson of Augusta, on surveillance cameras putting a laptop computer under his jacket. When confronted, the man became irate, knocked down an employee, drew a knife and ran for the door.

Outside on the sidewalk were four Marines collecting toys for the “Toys for Tots” program. Smith said the Marines stopped the man, but he stabbed one of the Marines, Cpl. Phillip Duggan, in the back; the injury did not appear to be severe.

After Police and an ambulance arrived at the scene, Cpl. Duggan was transported for treatment. The suspect was also transported to the local hospital with two broken arms, a broken ankle, a broken leg, several missing teeth, possible broken ribs, multiple contusions, assorted lacerations, a broken nose and a broken jaw… injuries he sustained when he slipped and fell off of the curb after stabbing the Marine.

Related: Hospital in my hometown does a lot of work with SF medics through a rotational program where they get to come in and work as part of the trauma team sewing up wounds, fixing breaks, etc. Well two of these guys were leaving the hospital one night around 12mid after getting off the shift that ended at 11:30pm. A guy came up and pulled a knife on them asking for their wallets. They calmly explained that it was in the dudes best interest to just go on his way and leave them alone, he refused.

The two guys ended up doing something very similar to what those marines did only then they rode in the ambulance to the hospital with the guy and ended up helping to save his life in the ER.

If I had asked people what they wanted, they would have said faster horses - Henry Ford
 
happypantsmcgee:
DontMakeMeShortYou:
http://www.kevinwebb22.com/united-states-marine-corps-2/marine-corps-hu…

Orville Smith, a store manager for Best Buy in Augusta, Georgia, told police he observed a male customer, later identified as Tyrone Jackson of Augusta, on surveillance cameras putting a laptop computer under his jacket. When confronted, the man became irate, knocked down an employee, drew a knife and ran for the door.

Outside on the sidewalk were four Marines collecting toys for the “Toys for Tots” program. Smith said the Marines stopped the man, but he stabbed one of the Marines, Cpl. Phillip Duggan, in the back; the injury did not appear to be severe.

After Police and an ambulance arrived at the scene, Cpl. Duggan was transported for treatment. The suspect was also transported to the local hospital with two broken arms, a broken ankle, a broken leg, several missing teeth, possible broken ribs, multiple contusions, assorted lacerations, a broken nose and a broken jaw… injuries he sustained when he slipped and fell off of the curb after stabbing the Marine.

Related: Hospital in my hometown does a lot of work with SF medics through a rotational program where they get to come in and work as part of the trauma team sewing up wounds, fixing breaks, etc. Well two of these guys were leaving the hospital one night around 12mid after getting off the shift that ended at 11:30pm. A guy came up and pulled a knife on them asking for their wallets. They calmly explained that it was in the dudes best interest to just go on his way and leave them alone, he refused.

The two guys ended up doing something very similar to what those marines did only then they rode in the ambulance to the hospital with the guy and ended up helping to save his life in the ER.

Hahaha, years ago a biker came into the bar on my shift and let it be clear he was going to beat down the little pale dude across the bar. The dude had just come out of USMC basic, so in order to save the biker's life, I served him so much Jack that he had to call a cab and the Marine helped me carry his sorry carcass out the door. A real gentleman. In ascending order, the people who truly scared me while I was a bartender: 1. local politicians / cops - they could turn life into a living hell 2. mob/biker clowns - for obvious reasons 3. belligerant military folk - very rare, to be fair, but truly impressive capabilities 4. drunk latina chicks - I love latinas, but no joke, there is NO LIMIT to what they will do. One tased a bouncer at a club a buddy worked at; another punched a cop while flirting with him; another stabbed her boyfriend. Seriously psychotic, do not mess with, you have NO IDEA what they are going to do after a certain amount of booze.
Get busy living
 

Try explaining to everyone you encounter in the office that you broke your knuckles in a brawl. Doesn't jive well

 

I'll tell you a story about how tough I'm not.

So for awhile I worked security at this bar/restaurant while I was in college. It was typically mid-to-up scale, nothing too outrageous ever really happened (except for a couple of instances...those stories will be left for another time). Anyways, we usually rotated between working the door and wandering the club enforcing the dress code, etc. At this particular moment in time I was working the inside standing near the entrance when all hell broke loose a few feet from me. I jet over and try to start separating people. As it turns out, I knew some of the kids involved (friends of friends mostly) but knew that if I got the other party back that they would respect me and that they weren't going to go ape shit and start throwing haymakers. I pull one kid back away from a guy I knew (huge 6'4" black dude that was probably about 260 and NFL jacked) and they guy is wrestling with me (presumably he didn't know who I was) but I took him to the and swiftly scooped up one arm and put him in a semi rigid choke hold (he was face down, my chest was essentially on the back of his head and my head was on his back and I was off my knees so that all my weight was pretty much residing on his shoulders) and I'm telling him to stop fighting. Well he's amped so he's still fighting back and I start cranking down on the tightness at which point he freaks because he probably feels like he's choking to death. Anyways I tell him again to calm down, that I am security and will let him go if he calms down. He manages to get a "fine" out so I loosen up the grip. Being that I know the other guys I assume that he was the one that instigated the fight (may or may not have been the case) so I yank him up real quick with his arms secured behind his back and start pulling him out of the fray towards the front door, which was only a few steps away. The whole way this kid is yelling hopping and yelling, "My leg, my leg". Of course I have no sympathy that he's hurt, he was just in the fight and probably deserved what he got. So I finally get him outside and ask him what's wrong and he responds "My leg" and motions back toward the entrance with his head, just then I turn and see my manager coming at me with his fucking leg in his hand! My heart fucking sank. I get the leg from the manager as this kid is telling me the story of how everything went down. He did actually start the fight but told me he felt as though he was disrespected and as a Marine veteran who lost his fucking leg from a fucking roadside bomb in Iraq that he wouldn't stand for that shit (I don't blame him).

Anyways, as a military veteran myself, reattaching this kid's prosthetic leg was probably the most humbling experience of my entire life.

Regards

"The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they're ignorant, it's just that they know so much that isn't so." - Ronald Reagan
 
cphbravo96:
I'll tell you a story about how tough I'm not.

So for awhile I worked security at this bar/restaurant while I was in college. It was typically mid-to-up scale, nothing too outrageous ever really happened (except for a couple of instances...those stories will be left for another time). Anyways, we usually rotated between working the door and wandering the club enforcing the dress code, etc. At this particular moment in time I was working the inside standing near the entrance when all hell broke loose a few feet from me. I jet over and try to start separating people. As it turns out, I knew some of the kids involved (friends of friends mostly) but knew that if I got the other party back that they would respect me and that they weren't going to go ape shit and start throwing haymakers. I pull one kid back away from a guy I knew (huge 6'4" black dude that was probably about 260 and NFL jacked) and they guy is wrestling with me (presumably he didn't know who I was) but I took him to the and swiftly scooped up one arm and put him in a semi rigid choke hold (he was face down, my chest was essentially on the back of his head and my head was on his back and I was off my knees so that all my weight was pretty much residing on his shoulders) and I'm telling him to stop fighting. Well he's amped so he's still fighting back and I start cranking down on the tightness at which point he freaks because he probably feels like he's choking to death. Anyways I tell him again to calm down, that I am security and will let him go if he calms down. He manages to get a "fine" out so I loosen up the grip. Being that I know the other guys I assume that he was the one that instigated the fight (may or may not have been the case) so I yank him up real quick with his arms secured behind his back and start pulling him out of the fray towards the front door, which was only a few steps away. The whole way this kid is yelling hopping and yelling, "My leg, my leg". Of course I have no sympathy that he's hurt, he was just in the fight and probably deserved what he got. So I finally get him outside and ask him what's wrong and he responds "My leg" and motions back toward the entrance with his head, just then I turn and see my manager coming at me with his fucking leg in his hand! My heart fucking sank. I get the leg from the manager as this kid is telling me the story of how everything went down. He did actually start the fight but told me he felt as though he was disrespected and as a Marine veteran who lost his fucking leg from a fucking roadside bomb in Iraq that he wouldn't stand for that shit (I don't blame him).

Anyways, as a military veteran myself, reattaching this kid's prosthetic leg was probably the most humbling experience of my entire life.

Regards

Wow.

 

I got hit on the side of my face with a beer bottle after some drunk dude got mad that I was dancing with a female friend of his (not girlfriend). The guy was giving me shit and I shoved him off and got blindsided with the bottle when I wasn't looking. Had to go to the ER and get 14 stitches on the side of my eye. The worst part was that the bouncers grabbed me right after I fell back from the hit, so I didn't even get a chance to punch the dude back. I don't play tough guy when I go out, but I did learn from that incident that if you ever find yourself in a hostile situation, make sure you have a couple of friends nearby and make sure you NEVER look away from the target. I messed up on both accounts.

 
HireUp212:
I got hit on the side of my face with a beer bottle after some drunk dude got mad that I was dancing with a female friend of his (not girlfriend). The guy was giving me shit and I shoved him off and got blindsided with the bottle when I wasn't looking. Had to go to the ER and get 14 stitches on the side of my eye. The worst part was that the bouncers grabbed me right after I fell back from the hit, so I didn't even get a chance to punch the dude back. I don't play tough guy when I go out, but I did learn from that incident that if you ever find yourself in a hostile situation, make sure you have a couple of friends nearby and make sure you NEVER look away from the target. I messed up on both accounts.

Different catalyst, same result. Got blind-sided with a bottle to the face, fell to the ground, got up extremely disoriented and was quickly ushered out by bouncers. Try catching a cab with blood all over a white shirt... Now I know how it feels like to be black

Edit: Yes, yes, I know it's racist. Take a joke, will ya?

 
DontMakeMeShortYou:
Different catalyst, same result. Got blind-sided with a bottle to the face, fell to the ground, got up extremely disoriented and was quickly ushered out by bouncers. Try catching a cab with blood all over a white shirt... Now I know how it feels like to be black

Edit: Yes, yes, I know it's racist. Take a joke, will ya?

Haha yup...it was 7am by the time I actually got out of the ER (they made me sit around for 3 hours with a compress. Note: next time you're in the ER, act like you're about to die. That's how stupid chicks with a little cut on their leg managed to get in before me...). I stumbled out of there like it was Dawn of the Dead - huge black eye and blood all over my shirt. The doorman at my apartment was just like wow.

 
HireUp212:
I got hit on the side of my face with a beer bottle after some drunk dude got mad that I was dancing with a female friend of his (not girlfriend). The guy was giving me shit and I shoved him off and got blindsided with the bottle when I wasn't looking. Had to go to the ER and get 14 stitches on the side of my eye. The worst part was that the bouncers grabbed me right after I fell back from the hit, so I didn't even get a chance to punch the dude back. I don't play tough guy when I go out, but I did learn from that incident that if you ever find yourself in a hostile situation, make sure you have a couple of friends nearby and make sure you NEVER look away from the target. I messed up on both accounts.

I got hit in the mouth by a wrench. Not pretty at all. 9 Stitches in top lip split, and 6 in bottom lip split.

 
txjustin:
HireUp212:
I got hit on the side of my face with a beer bottle after some drunk dude got mad that I was dancing with a female friend of his (not girlfriend). The guy was giving me shit and I shoved him off and got blindsided with the bottle when I wasn't looking. Had to go to the ER and get 14 stitches on the side of my eye. The worst part was that the bouncers grabbed me right after I fell back from the hit, so I didn't even get a chance to punch the dude back. I don't play tough guy when I go out, but I did learn from that incident that if you ever find yourself in a hostile situation, make sure you have a couple of friends nearby and make sure you NEVER look away from the target. I messed up on both accounts.

I got hit in the mouth by a wrench. Not pretty at all. 9 Stitches in top lip split, and 6 in bottom lip split.

Did you get to keep all your teeph?

 

Been in a few bar fights (2 of my roommates are football players at my UG so we always hung out with the football team). Most the time i was the one holding them back.

The 1 time that I had been in a fight without any of my friends was at a club. A fight broke out and one guy got pushed into the girl I was dating. I picked him up and threw him back in the crowd. He came at me and drunkley swung and completely missed. Instincts kicked in and one punch later he was on the ground. Not as much of a fight as it was hitting a drunk punching bag. That was all about 3 years ago though.

It is what it is
 

How do you chip a back tooth and not any front teeth when you get hit with a wrench? I chipped a front tooth when the pipe I was holding got hit by someone stronger's pipe and the fucking thing flew back into my own mouth. I was such a squib.

I am permanently behind on PMs, it's not personal.
 
A Posse Ad Esse:
How do you chip a back tooth and not any front teeth when you get hit with a wrench? I chipped a front tooth when the pipe I was holding got hit by someone stronger's pipe and the fucking thing flew back into my own mouth. I was such a squib.

No clue man.

 
txjustin:
A Posse Ad Esse:
How do you chip a back tooth and not any front teeth when you get hit with a wrench? I chipped a front tooth when the pipe I was holding got hit by someone stronger's pipe and the fucking thing flew back into my own mouth. I was such a squib.

No clue man.

I was in my early teens and my cousins and I were trying to get a picture of one of us making a diving football catch. We'd get a slight running start and then jump onto the couch which was right up against a wall... I'm sure you can see where this is going. Anyways, I got too much speed, overshot the couch by a good margin and ended up biting into the wall. I started freaking out because I thought I'd lost my tooth, but thankfully no permanent damage.

My cousins were kind enough to take and keep the picture of my face in the wall. Always wonderful when my mom brings it out to show girls...

There's a Darwin award somewhere in there.

 

He probably meant to post that in another thread, I've done that before by opening a thread, reading it, knowing what I wanted to say, tabbing away to check email, tabbing back and typing my response before checking which thread I submitted it in.

I am permanently behind on PMs, it's not personal.
 

Got jumped by a group of latinos a few weekends back outside of RocknRoll McDonalds. Was extremely drunk and started talking shit (they called me a faggot) to about 2-3 guys around my size (which was retarded to talk shit to more than 1 guy but i was pissed and drunk), they approached me and i hit one in the jaw and then started tussling with the other one. Then about 5 more, who i apparently didn't see, came out of nowhere and as i was on the ground with one (I trained JiuJitsu for a while so that is still instinct to go to the ground), they started beating the shit out of me. They left me lying there and then 2 came back to help me up because they felt so bad, cops showed up and tried to arrest the 2 guys and I told the cops these 2 had nothing to do with it but were just passing by trying to help. Cops took me home...woke up and realized they had taken everything out of my wallet.... lesson learned, don't talk shit when you are alone...

 
HFFBALLfan123:
Got jumped by a group of latinos a few weekends back outside of RocknRoll McDonalds. Was extremely drunk and started talking shit (they called me a faggot) to about 2-3 guys around my size (which was retarded to talk shit to more than 1 guy but i was pissed and drunk), they approached me and i hit one in the jaw and then started tussling with the other one. Then about 5 more, who i apparently didn't see, came out of nowhere and as i was on the ground with one (I trained JiuJitsu for a while so that is still instinct to go to the ground), they started beating the shit out of me. They left me lying there and then 2 came back to help me up because they felt so bad, cops showed up and tried to arrest the 2 guys and I told the cops these 2 had nothing to do with it but were just passing by trying to help. Cops took me home...woke up and realized they had taken everything out of my wallet.... lesson learned, don't talk shit when you are alone...

Or don't talk shit period.

 
HFFBALLfan123:
Got jumped by a group of latinos a few weekends back outside of RocknRoll McDonalds. Was extremely drunk and started talking shit (they called me a faggot) to about 2-3 guys around my size (which was retarded to talk shit to more than 1 guy but i was pissed and drunk), they approached me and i hit one in the jaw and then started tussling with the other one. Then about 5 more, who i apparently didn't see, came out of nowhere and as i was on the ground with one (I trained JiuJitsu for a while so that is still instinct to go to the ground), they started beating the shit out of me. They left me lying there and then 2 came back to help me up because they felt so bad, cops showed up and tried to arrest the 2 guys and I told the cops these 2 had nothing to do with it but were just passing by trying to help. Cops took me home...woke up and realized they had taken everything out of my wallet.... lesson learned, don't talk shit when you are alone...

.....oh hff

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Back in high school (which was a bad city school) I wasn't exactly an angel and used to deal a good amount. Fairly serious stuff, mostly oxy and speed.

When you start dealing real shit you realize that 1) don't push little stuff sell what you've got in bulk to non-fiends 2) don't fucking do shit alone people will jump you and take your shit. Anyways, hada number of bad transactions but the worst was probably one of my last:

I'm behind a movie theatre with two friends of mine, I'm a big dude but they were bigger (like 275+). I get a call on my burner that two guys are coming through to pay us for ~40 pills of oxy (so we're talking ~$500), they asked if we were there yet and I said yes, this should have been a tip. About 5 Mexican kids show up 10 seconds later, one of the guys has a switch another has a bat, they start yelling at us in spanish mostly but we got the jist. We couldn't run back because there was a fence benhind us with razor on top of it. I was ready to be like fuck this, show them the oxy and then throw it behind the fence. However, my buddies go at them first and it was ugly. I had to back my friends up. So it's three big white dudes at 5 Mexican kids. My buddy got stabbed in the arm, but other than that we pretty much overpowered them. I broke one of the guys's hands my mashing on it. Overall it was a pretty fucked deal obviously, I got out of it all shortly after that.

 

For whatever they are worth - here are my words of wisdom. I'm in my late twenties, I drank a lot in college, I lived and worked in a major city after college. I went to the bars with my friends every Friday and Saturday night throughout my mid- and late-twenties. I saw a lot of scraps like people are writing about and I spent a few nights in the ER myself. Going to the bars/clubs is always a calculated risk. Yes, 99 times out of 100 you have a great time with your friends, might pick up a slam piece and generally everyone is well-behaved. But there is always that 100th time when you can be minding your own business and just end up standing in the wrong spot at the wrong time. Be mature, hang out with mature friends who actually have something to lose by getting in trouble and go to bars where other mature people hang out. Nothing good happens when you are in an overly-crowded place after midnight with drunk people who have nothing to lose.

 
Weazel3:
SDBall22:
might pick up a slam piece

TFM.

Haha, just reminded me of POGS.

Anyways, shout out to Ted DiBiase.

Regards

"The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they're ignorant, it's just that they know so much that isn't so." - Ronald Reagan
 

Never been in a fight, I consider that a good thing. Call me whatever you'd like, but I usually don't have the time or attention for that nonsense

Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis - when I was dead broke man I couldn't picture this
 

I guess it's my turn...

Went to public school. As a result, I stayed in "altercations". (yes, public schools on average have worse behaved students than private, it isn't rocket science)

Got stabbed with a box cutter because my cousin was a prominent member of a gang. Transferred schools. Got beat up because a dude's girlfriend kept sending high school love letters to me and dropping it in my locker. Had to transfer again. Witnessed a guy slap a girl (open hand and everything, she dropped like a ton of bricks) When I looked over, he said, "What the fuck are you looking at?" I said, "fuck you." Probably not the smartest decision, but I played baseball at the time and had a bat in my locker. As he walked quickly over, surely to hit me, I took the bat out of my locker and swung. Apparently, broke his elbow, I got suspended, but no charges were filed b/c of self defense. He on the other hand, was expelled.

Many more, but let's just say, too many bruises, bumps and scars to advocate fighting. My philosophy nowadays is that I'm too old to go to fisticuffs, so if I'm ever in a predicament where I have not instigated anything (and I never look to quarrel to begin with), I'm looking for A) an exit, or B) bottle, brick, stool, etc. to end it quickly, and then referring back to A).

"Cut the burger into thirds, place it on the fries, roll one up homey..." - Epic Meal Time
 
vadremc:
...or B) bottle, brick, stool, etc. to end it quickly, and then referring back to A).

Dude, best be careful with that one...could end up with an aggravated battery with a deadly weapon charge.

Regards

"The trouble with our liberal friends is not that they're ignorant, it's just that they know so much that isn't so." - Ronald Reagan
 

The way he's talking it seems like it would be in a last case scenario though.

Does anybody take any martial arts classes on this site?

Anyways... mace is very helpful. Some guys look at it like it's some pussy stuff, but it can save your ass. And Hunter S. Thompson carried mace on him, so it can't be that feminine.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 
scottj19x89:
The way he's talking it seems like it would be in a last case scenario though.

Does anybody take any martial arts classes on this site?

Anyways... mace is very helpful. Some guys look at it like it's some pussy stuff, but it can save your ass. And Hunter S. Thompson carried mace on him, so it can't be that feminine.

Martial arts training can be both a good thing and a bad thing.

If you have no idea how to throw a punch and take one and at least a few wrestling moves and reversals, then it might be helpful to take some classes. Within a few months of training the techniques and then applying them in light / moderate sparring you can learn the very basic moves and ingrain them at some instinctual level.

Here's where it gets tricky. I trained for most of my life and even competed for a period of time, but I understand the limitation of my abilities. I don't know how to neutralize an armed attacker. I don't know how to handle much more than one guy at a time. Even though I'd go a few rounds with most guys on this forum, I, truth be told, don't know how to deal with a lot of shit. Because I'm cognizant of my many weaknesses I avoid fighting outside of a gym. There is too much unpredictability in a street fight, particularly because if it ever did happen I'd probably be pretty plastered and a mess to watch.

The guys I trained with that are actually going somewhere in their fighting careers have much of the same mindset. They're certainly cockier than I am, but they still tend to be pretty laid back and generally avoid getting into too many violent situations (although I did see a video recently where some ~155 lb pro beat the shit out of some 250+ lb college football player in retaliation for the guy hitting a girl... sweet justice).

However, it's usually the guys around my skill level that TRIED to get somewhere in fighting, but couldn't, that carry a chip on their shoulder and seem to get in all sorts of confrontations. Don't be them. If you train, do it because you enjoy it and because you want every possible advantage in that "what if" scenario. Avoid fighting. Things change when we leave the safety of high school and college. There are some fucked up people out there with nothing to lose that will do some very serious damage to you.

 
DontMakeMeShortYou:
Martial arts training can be both a good thing and a bad thing.

If you have no idea how to throw a punch and take one and at least a few wrestling moves and reversals, then it might be helpful to take some classes. Within a few months of training the techniques and then applying them in light / moderate sparring you can learn the very basic moves and ingrain them at some instinctual level.

Here's where it gets tricky. I trained for most of my life and even competed for a period of time, but I understand the limitation of my abilities. I don't know how to neutralize an armed attacker. I don't know how to handle much more than one guy at a time. Even though I'd go a few rounds with most guys on this forum, I, truth be told, don't know how to deal with a lot of shit. Because I'm cognizant of my many weaknesses I avoid fighting outside of a gym. There is too much unpredictability in a street fight, particularly because if it ever did happen I'd probably be pretty plastered and a mess to watch.

The guys I trained with that are actually going somewhere in their fighting careers have much of the same mindset. They're certainly cockier than I am, but they still tend to be pretty laid back and generally avoid getting into too many violent situations (although I did see a video recently where some ~155 lb pro beat the shit out of some 250+ lb college football player in retaliation for the guy hitting a girl... sweet justice).

However, it's usually the guys around my skill level that TRIED to get somewhere in fighting, but couldn't, that carry a chip on their shoulder and seem to get in all sorts of confrontations. Don't be them. If you train, do it because you enjoy it and because you want every possible advantage in that "what if" scenario. Avoid fighting. Things change when we leave the safety of high school and college. There are some fucked up people out there with nothing to lose that will do some very serious damage to you.

Thanks for sharing that. I have a question for you (or anyone who's trained before) - How does a noob go about training himself in a new art, and what are the relative advantages of the different arts? I would love to train for a year or two to pick up a new hobby (it also doesn't hurt that it teaches me defend myself if things do go bad). Also, what are some good places in NYC to actually train at for a cheap price (the one place I inquired at was quoting some really exorbitant prices).

 

Yeah I'm thinking of taking Krav Maga which is pretty much last case scenario fighting... basically incapacitate your opponent any way possible (scratching, kicking in the nuts, using a weapon) and then gtfo'ing

Once you get to the higher levels they teach you how to fight mulitiple attackers but in that case, I'd rather use my cardio training.

And I know that martial arts teachers tend to teach you not to fight and to be responsible with your fighting abilities which is great but, as you said, there's gonna be some hardasses that are gonna just try to beat some ass. Like people have said, there's really no true winner in most fights so I'd rather not partake, but shit gets crazy sometimes so i'd like to be as prepared as I can.

If your dreams don't scare you, then they are not big enough. "There are two types of people in this world: People who say they pee in the shower, and dirty fucking liars."-Louis C.K.
 
scottj19x89:
Yeah I'm thinking of taking Krav Maga which is pretty much last case scenario fighting... basically incapacitate your opponent any way possible (scratching, kicking in the nuts, using a weapon) and then gtfo'ing

Once you get to the higher levels they teach you how to fight mulitiple attackers but in that case, I'd rather use my cardio training.

And I know that martial arts teachers tend to teach you not to fight and to be responsible with your fighting abilities which is great but, as you said, there's gonna be some hardasses that are gonna just try to beat some ass. Like people have said, there's really no true winner in most fights so I'd rather not partake, but shit gets crazy sometimes so i'd like to be as prepared as I can.

Never took Krav Maga, nor know anyone who's practiced in it, but have plenty a few family members that served in different SF outfits and learned something very similar. You're certainly going to learn all the basics and it's a hell of a lot more useful if someone's really trying to maim you, but I do have some issues with it...

I have pretty good self control, but when I get into fight situations I definitely go into "blind rage" mode where my mind goes blank and I try to do everything in my power to defend myself / injure the other guy. I got into a lot of trouble after a fight in high school where I went a little overboard. And that's when I was still a skinny kid without much muscle mass. I'm a lot stronger now and worry what would happen if I lost my cool like that again.

With Krav Maga, you're trained to defend yourself in life or death situations. So, sure, if that's the scenario, great. But if it's an average street fight and you severely maim someone because you lost control, you could really fuck up your life.

This is of course speculation on my behalf, given that I've never so much as seen someone practice Krav Maga, so take my advice with a whole heap of salt.

Personally, I'm all for the muy thai / jiu jitu or MMA training, but I'm biased.

 

"(although I did see a video recently where some ~155 lb pro beat the shit out of some 250+ lb college football player in retaliation for the guy hitting a girl... sweet justice)"

Yea, the guy who won the fight? Roger Huerta, scary mother fucker. I'd want him getting my back... http://mmafrenzy.com/15439/roger-huerta-beats-down-woman-puncher-in-str…

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D M:
"(although I did see a video recently where some ~155 lb pro beat the shit out of some 250+ lb college football player in retaliation for the guy hitting a girl... sweet justice)"

Yea, the guy who won the fight? Roger Huerta, scary mother fucker. I'd want him getting my back... http://mmafrenzy.com/15439/roger-huerta-beats-down-woman-puncher-in-str… the video hadn't been so bootleg.

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I've only been in one actual fight, excluding trivial middle school scuffles, where blows were exchanged. Over the course of my senior year in HS I distanced myself from an old group of friends. One buddy was not too happy that I didn't come around anymore and that I was dating a girl he did not approve of, typical HS bs stuff. He showed up uninvited one night at my parents' house and started talking shit to my girlfriend in our front yard. (Note: I am extremely laid back, it takes a lot to piss me off.)

I was terrible mood that day and this genius happened to push all the wrong buttons. He said something nasty to my gf so I walked up to him and asked him to repeat what he said. He said it again and I then I threw a haymaker with everything I had. I've hit the punching bag plenty of times, but I have never put that much force into a punch ever. I must have ruptured every blood vessel in his nose because blood went everywhere. It was as if I had hit him with a blood filled water balloon. I have never seen someone bleed that badly. After the initial punch I grabbed the collar of his shirt and just starting dealing blows. I ended up breaking his nose, two teeth, and gave him a black eye. I got hit in the face once but barely even felt it during the fight. I thought he was going to try to sue me or something, but nothing ever came of it.

I've never felt an adrenaline rush quite like I did that night. When the survival instincts kick in it's amazing how your body adapts. I used to workout with a buddy whose trainer was former special forces. He always said that if you have to fight make sure that your first blow is enough to end it all.

 

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