what's the worst fight you've ever been in?

Wasn't directly involved with the fight but.. my basketball team (rec) was playing a city school team. This was in my hometown city where there are lots of bad areas and a ton of kids from those areas come to play at this gym. So during the game theres this little fucker on the other team who's like prolly not a day older than 19, and my buddy keeps picking on him the entire game. I thought that shit was funny cause my buddy is like 6'4 and this little fuck is like 5'4 120lbs. The kids trying to be some superstar the entire game and always talks up my friend whenever he scores. So its like mid 3rd quarter and this kids still fucking doing his shit, my friend grabs a rebound, hits this kid in the jaw with an elbow, and a fight breaks out. I was on the other end of the court so I watched this shit go, this kid throws the meanest fucking hook and the bitch lands right on my boys temple. My friend fucking drops like a sack of potatoes. Then the security/people there separate everyone and force the other team to leave. The kids on this team are yelling at us the entire time as they're leaving saying they were gonna make us sorry we ever messed with them and bullshit like that. They all get outside and my team is still on the court inside, but apparently one of the kids on the other team went out to his car pretending that he was leaving and then started walking back into the gym with a Glock lmao. The security there stopped him and shit and the cops came but my team had no fucking clue this dude was about to fuck us up, we were all juss chilling in the gym waiting for them to leave so that we could leave too. But this kid was for sure about to light some shit up in that gym if the security didn't stop him. Shit was pretty funny at the time but I aint bulletproof so I was sketching pretty hard ngl 

My cousin played youth hockey against a Russian team and they beat his friends up really bad after the game

The only fight I've ever been in was in 6th grade, but it wasn't really a fight some kid called me gay and I picked up his bad and smashed him in the face with it. He started crying and fuming and I just kind of stood there awkwardly until the gym teacher came and broke it up. Me and that kid became friends afterward lol. The worst fights I've seen were in HS though, pretty violent fights every other week or so. 

Honestly, I've been in very few real fights.  An ex and I pulled kitchen knives on each other once, but that was about it.

I spent a lot of my hooligan-ing time in a situation where I was untouchable by association despite being a 5'10" 140lb wimp. Right after college a bunch of friends, their friends, their friends friends and I used to rent a big old house down the shore for the entire summer every year.  Once the landlord told me that the land was worth $1m, but with the house it was only worth $750k. Thankfully the lead paint kept the asbestos inside the walls. 20+ guys, five bedrooms, one shower, right in the middle of town.  We were known to the cops, but also known as untouchable.  There were three lawyers, and a FBI agent in the house, plus the county ADA was in our 'ladies auxiliary.' (We didn't allow females to rent in the house so the girls rented an apartment above the pizza place down the block)  We also had a catholic priest for good measure.  Back in college Fr. Bob was known as Mr. Nine Commandments.  We once had to pull him aside and lecture him about leaving freshman girls in the apartment when he went to class.

There were stories though.  One weekday a housemember who taught HS was chilling with a beer and a book on the front porch. Two 17 year olds who had apparently just scored a rack of beer walked up to the bottom of the steps and said "Hey we'll share if you let us drink there." He stood up and looked at them, and said "Jim Smith?" The kid looked back and said "Mr. Gallo?" "No, Jim, we're fine up here, just run along." I hear he was a legend in school the following year.

Another time a housemember's 'little' brother stayed with us for the weekend.  Konrad had just missed out on going to the olympics for wrestling in the 95kg class.  He decided that he was just going to wear spandex biker shorts and a cowboy hat all weekend. On Friday night we kicked the keg around 10. He went out to get the new one three blocks away.  When the snot-nosed kid wheeled out the full keg he said "There's no way you're walking home with this."  Konrad said "OK" threw it over his shoulders and proceeded to jog all the way back.  It was three hours until that keg stopped spitting foam.

The next day we went to early afternoon happy hour at one of the nearby bars.  They required a collared shirt for entry.  Konrad wore one long enough to cover the biker shorts.  He gets to the front of the line and pulls his ID out of the shirt pocket.  The bouncer looks at him and says "Sir are you wearing pants?"  Konrad says "yes."  The bouncer looks at the other bouncer, then back at Konrad, decides they'd lose that fight and says "Thank you, have a nice day."

In high-school - I saw a guy get jumped by six guys 4 of whom had a gun just pistol whipping him and threatening anyone who jumped in that they’d shoot. Don’t want to tell to much as it was publicized but hearing gun shots knowing what was going on, was bone chilling.

- knocked a kid's tooth out in 5th grade for calling me gay and does his anime run thingy towards me

- 1v4 against some idiotic neighborhood kids when i was 10

- active duty (tiger claw knife and silenced Heckler Koch) recon mission

- couldve body slammed this kid in high school (i learn sambo) but refrained since i would get in trouble and i had like 11 visits to the principal but my friend owns the school so didnt want to embarass them again

Used to get into a lot of very violent fights w/ my older brother.  Kid was a piece of shit, so these weren't "just brothers going at it" type of fights.  Last one we had when I was 16 & he was 19 started because he was about to hit my mother.  I ran in, grabbed a bat off the floor in his room and took a few healthy swings to the ribs to knock him down and then took a few more.  Wanted to go for headshots but didn't want my mom to have to see that.  Then I dragged him out of the room, threw him down a flight of stairs, and dragged him out of the house. 

I haven't spoken to him since, but imagine that his ribs / insides were severely fucked up for a while. 

Last fist fight was probably middle school age, playing football with the neighborhood kids. Seeing as there’s no 11v11 in the street, no one played o-line or d-line so we did a “3 Mississippi count” before you can rush the QB. 
 

I was playing QB and some fat ass tackled me immediately when I hiked the ball. He had about 50 pounds on me and I was mad as hell, immediately started swinging as he’s still laying on the ground and then he gets up and bumrushes me and we end up in some typical middle school rolling around on the grass type fight. neither of us did damage and it was quite uneventful. Still was cool afterwards, as we all grew up together 
 

The last fight I had was in 5th or sixth grade.  I was a little bit of a wise ass as a youth, and in class, I pulled a chair out from under this kid.  Naturally he fell to the ground. He challenged me to a fight.  He had a reputation of being a bully, which is probably why I thought it would be funny to pull his chair out and watch him fall.  We fought and it ended quickly.  I landed a punch on his nose which might have broken it.  He was bleeding and did not want to fight anymore.

I box/kickbox but my first day sparring I knocked a dude out and busted another guys nose within my first week.

I’ve never had any altercations (physical or verbal) even when I’m out every weekend, most people are super chill and nice to me.