Have you ever been in a fight?
 

And if so, did you kick ass or get your ass kicked? I've only been in one fight, in grade 6, and it wasn't really much of one. In fact, I hardly even count it. It was a pretty even fight, I guess - just two young dudes punching each other in the face a couple of times before it came to an end...nothing serious. We both took our lumps.

I have and I totally ruled!

...That 12 year old kid didn't see me coming. :cool:

That was actually the highlight of last week.

^:laughing:

I've been in loads of fights, I've never had my ass kicked though. It's always been split up or I've got the better and stopped.
It's been a long time since my last one, about 4 years I believe and it was the day before my mum's graduation, she wasn't happy :laughing:

I play hockey.

33 years and no. Only very minor stuff that couldn't be considered a fight.

I believe in this quote from Fight Club though, "How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?"

I really don't know my own strength, for one, but it goes beyond that. I feel that I lack confidence in many areas as a result of never having been in a fight. It sounds silly, sure. Maybe others that have been in fights would say that's bull**** and stupid, but they don't know the other side of the argument any more than I know what it's like to be in a fight.

Truly though, I've always been afraid to break someone's face.

I think that's pretty accurate.
When you whoop someone's ass the first time, you definitely gain some confidence. A lot of times you gain a little too much.

And when you get your's whooped the first time, you gain some humility. Of that, you can never have enough.


Overall I don't think it's necessary for a man to know who he can best in a fight in order for him to be confident about himself. The confidence comes from knowing that when you are presented with a situation in which you MUST defend yourself and/or your family, you know that you aren't afraid to act, regardless of the outcome.

Never a proper one, although this one time me and my flatmate went drinking around Bolton that was a close call. We were in the smoking bit outside, he started flirting with this girl who turned out to be this meaty old sod's niece and, for some reason, he thought it was a good idea to take a few swings at me instead. Took quite a whack to the ribs, which hurt for a few more days, but that was it before his mates held him back and cooled things down.

...I don't wanna die without any scars....!

I've been in plenty of them, for a large part of my life I did not control my temper, and some points I could get aggravated to the point I would snap and black out and not be able to control myself. This is very rare for me now, I learned to control that nonsense a while back. I'll only get irritated with people now, rarely ever angry.

I really hate the way girls fight though, mother****er you scratch me or pull my hair I'm gonna punch your tits up to your damn throat... but I've had my tussles with boys mostly.

Exactly. And thanks for bringing up the point about gaining humility too. That's just as important.

My problem is that for my whole life, I've internalized any anger I had toward others. Sometimes I took it out on inanimate objects, but mostly it's internalized. I feel sorry for the motherfucker that finally makes me reach my breaking point.

Yeah.
I drink a lot.

I've never really been in a real fight, and so I too feel this issue.

About being afraid to break someone's face, do you mean you're afraid you'll snap and kick someone's ass, or do you mean that you think if you ever were in a real fight you wouldn't punch someone hard in the face, fearing that they would get hurt too much?

The few pseudo fights i've gotten into I just rendered the opponent useless by using my weight to hold them against a wall or restrain them, i've never gone for the whole punching aproach. Thus, I lack some confidence in my punching, I feel if I punch someone straightforward in the face or in the gut, It'll go in slow motion and I'll hurt my wrist instead of the opponent. It's quite odd.

I have some times when I was a kid, but not much since. I got into a fight with a miner a few years back and that ended well with me sitting on top, punching him in the face. It was part thanks to my girlfriend, though. The guy jumped me from behind as I was leaving the pub and she got him off me so I could fight back.

It certainly did feel good. I'm not a particularly big/strong guy and there's plenty out there who'd kick my ass thoroughly, but I seem to have had some luck and perhaps the experiences from my childhood years are still some help. I know some dirty tricks. :p:

Both...afraid to cause someone that much harm and also afraid that I'd restrain myself and throw a very ineffective punch for fear of hurting them too much. If I was angry enough to throw a punch though, it would be fear of causing them too much harm.

I've had dreams of punching people over and over and it hardly doing anything to them. It felt like my strength was less than half of what I'd anticipated.

As unbelievable as it may sound, I got into my first fight at the age of five. A classmate of mine approached me as I was selecting my textbooks from this large, communal table, and suddenly snatched the book I had chosen. Without saying anything I turned around and punched him in the stomach as hard as I could, which caused him to fall on the floor and start vomiting. Needless to say I remember the incident very vividly, I even remember the feeling of his stomach absorbing my punch. Since then I've been in quite a few scraps, although I would classify very few of them as being significantly violent.

Other memorable incidents include a fight where I knocked out another man's tooth (which left me a weird hook-shaped scar on my hand), a fight where I got hit in the ear so hard I couldn't hear out of it for a week, and the time I fought a fellow hockey player and broke his collarbone as we fell to the ice. Playing hockey has afforded me the opportunity, or rather responsibility, to explore the pugilistic side of life. However, I've never boasted about my fighting skills, and adhere strictly to the advice my mother gave me after that first fight; "Never throw the first punch, but when you're in a fight don't let up until you're sure it's over."

I nearly had a fight the other day in the pub, someone actually said the words "You, me, outside." :laughing:

He looked like BNP member, skin head, tattooed up (Man City football tattoos, and yeah you guessed it, the argument as over football) mid 40s, small, gobby.

I laughed at the little cunt.

It is common for me to have dreams like that about things I have never attempted. Before I learned to drive, I would have dreams about not being able to control the car. Once I learned those dreams stopped. I think it is the same for dreams about fighting...I've never been in one myself and my dreams (when I have them about fighting) pretty much happen like yours.

Mostly, though...I don't mind that I have never been in a fight. I'm actually proud to know that I've resolved most things that have come at me with logic. I do know, though, that I would back up a friend or defend my family if the time came. That's just something I can feel about myself...so that is enough for me.

Ive always been a big dude, which means it seems like everyone calls on me first to help and Ive always been to big to run away :p:

Last time I counted which has been a while it was up to 40 fights... that includes pretty much grade school... You take out since I was 18 it would be something like 15.

With that said... I am not afraid to say Ive lost some fights (I thinking about 5 all before I was 18)... mostly because I stuck my nose where it didn't belong. Ive learned alot from losing... One big one was... I didn't realize everyone around me was family with the dude I was fighting. :usehead: *knocks on wood*

Injurys for me I guess would be I broke my pinky knuckle because I didnt hit a guy correctly but (I got blood on my other hand from his nose so I felt pretty good about it) I got one of my front bottom tooth chipped, alot of busted lips, alot of bruised cheeks, broke my glasses like to many times ( which has lead to me getting cut), and gotten knocked out in the middle of fight from a guy who tried to help but missed and hit me with a log.

My funniest one, was my cousins roommate when I was 19, This dude had called this girl's Boyfriend i was talking to and telling him I had his girlfriend over at my house. Which lead to her crying and pretty much **** blocking me for a while. So I called a ahead and had my cousin unlock the door, I walked in a slapped this dude on his own couch like 6 times calling him a pussy. Dude didn't even get up, I even spit on him. It wasn't really a fight because all I did was slap the dude and have him tell me sorry like 500 times but it was some fun **** to slap a dude on his couch and spit on him. Kinda wish he would of stood up though it be a better story, but dude talked so much **** for years on how bad ass he was, and that one night made him a bitch for life.

To Paloma... One of the most bad ass fights ive ever seen have been between girls, I seen this girl take and throw another girl on the ground and literally break this girls face on concrete and pretty much grind her nose off.The blood stain was there for years and girl had to get her face reconstructed. Plus it is always nice to see some Boobs in chick fights... even if they are just pulling hair :D

I used to also have dreams of riding my bike and constantly falling to one side. I'd get up, start pedaling, fall again. Over and over. And I had been riding bikes for years by that point, kind of weird.

Yeah same here...sometimes I feel like having been in one would provide some answers I lack, but in reality, probably not. I am a very logical person and feel I have good reasoning skills (though my decision-making skills seem to be getting worse). I guess I'm proud the same way I'm proud that I've never broken a bone.

:laughing:

Girl fights always disturbed me, they are just vicious...pulling each other's hair, punching each other in the boob, etc. Not that guy fights are nice or anything, they just don't seem 'vicious' like girl fights. And I don't enjoy seeing women hurting each other, sorry. Of the ones I've seen, there's usually one that's doing nothing but defending herself and crying, getting beat up by some trashy bitch, and it's just uncool.

^ I definitely notice a difference between us guys fighting and seeing girls fight...
Guys always have to prove something. More than half the time, a fight between guys is two people either stubborn or drunk enough to try and prove who is physically superior, and mainly for ego purposes.
Girls, on the other hand, seem like they're just out to totally destroy the other girl. It's never really backed up by physical force in the way it is with guys, so it never seems that serious physically, but emotionally, they're not looking for a simple step-aside... they want blood, guts, and destruction.
You put that type of mind-set in a capable guy, and you've got yourself a manslaughter 90 percent of the time.

I've been in a few fights in my life. Nothing major and nothing since I was in high school. It's really pretty hard for me to imagine getting in a fight as an adult, it just seems... so... dumb.

Now just get the drunk guy coming after you to share the same sentiment.

There's a drunk guy coming after me?!

I once got into a fight with a fat kid when I was like 13, for calling me names and sh*t so I twisted his arm and repeatedly slapped him in the back until it got all red.

That was a good day.

You din't have to use your AK.

I usually lost fights when I was younger, because older guys would pick on me and I wouldn't back down.

When I got a little older I could hold my own one on one.

I was in a fight with a group of people on two occasions and lost both times, but both times there were some other sore people the next day besides me.

Being jumped by a group of people and losing twice made me reailze benig athletic wasn't enough to defend myself.

I got a black belt in Hakko Ryu Jujutsu and took some kickboxing and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, and for some reason people didn't pick on me anymore. MAybe I was putting off some negative vibe before. Maybe it was my fault. I don't know. But apprently I no longer put that off after training a bit.

I was only in one fight after that:




I had a motorcycle while in physical therapy school. It was my only means of transportation, and I left the ignition on all day at school.

When I got back at the end of the day, my battery was dead.

I walked across the street to where I knew my friend Nina and her friends were having some beers. As I walked across the parking lot, 3 guys and a girl were conversing very loudly and obnoxiously outside the place.

I walked around them on the other side of the lot to the front door. Who knows what they were on.

So I settled in with a 24oz beer to wait for my ride home, and they were ready to leave hour or so later.

As Nina and I walked toward the car, there's the loudmouths, blocking our way to the car. Their hero holds out his hands and says"You cant go this way"

We laugh and just push by to keep on toward the car. This pisses him off, though, and he says"Hey, you pussies, I said you can't go by here"

I look around at the crowd of 20 or so smoking outside, and turn to go get in the car. I need to go sleep, not fight with this tweeker.

He says"You better walk away, you pussy."

I keep walking. Problem behind me, getting further away.

He says a bunch of other stuff, ending with "Thats right you ****ing pussy, you better keep walking if you know whats good for you."

Even as he said it, I was opening the car door, proud of myself that I could ignore this and focus on what I needed to do.(Not the case before I trained)

Nina figured I couldn't take this uch, and decided to go back over toward him and yell at him. "He's trying to walk away, why do you keep bothering him!"

Then the hero decided to back her against the brick wall and lean over her.




Now some talking had turned into a legitemate threat that couldn't be ignored. I walked back over to where they were and said "Look. This is whats going to happen. We're going to get in that car and leave, and you're going to stay here and shut the **** up."

He (ahahaha) proceeded to point his finger at me and look back toward his friends, "This pussy thinks.."

I grabbed him by the wrist in a lock called Koto Gaeshi and slammed his face into the hood of the car we were near.

His other two friends approached me. I retreated into the parking lot where there was more space with my hands up. The first one that got close, I glide stepped in and jabbed his face, knocking him back a little.

The next guy stepped forward and I did the same thing. I couldn't believe it worked just how I practiced it!

They kept steping forward, so I started talking calmy while we proceeded. 'Yo already know how this goes" pop!

"You step forward", one guy would step forward, "The I punch you" and I would jab him in the nose, and he would be knocked back a little.

The next guy would step forward, and I would say "You step up", then "and I punch you" and punch him.

This happened for 6-7 times before, through whatever haze they were on, they realized that the guy they thought was s softie was beating them up and describing it as he did it.

They finally stopped stepping forward, and I said "We all have to leave, right now. The cops have already been called" I didn't know if they had or not, but it made sense.

We al got in our cars and left. Except I busted open my knuckleson my left hand, and I had to go to the health cente the next day for a tetnus shot that cost $47 dollars. I did my best to avoid that fight, but still had to pay $47 dollars.

I felt really good that I tried to avoid it, though, but when it got serious I handled it.

One of the best fights I ever saw, but wasn't part of, was between 2 girls. Actually it was more of a one sided ass kicking than a fight.

I had just finished a show, and my bi singer came out of the girls bathroom with another really hot , but kind of rough looking chick. She said. "Jim, this is Echo" There's a lot of hippies around here, so thats not too unusual of a name.

Echo stared me right in the face and walked straight toward me. Kind of caught me off guard, so I guess I was slipping a little. I guess I could have just started making out with her, but I had literally never seen her before and wasn't sure what was going on.

She kept walking straight past/ through me through the crowded bar another few feet to another guy. She grabbed the back of his head and started kissing him full in the lips.

His girlfriend punched her flush in the side of the face and knocked her sideways over the bar, spilling drinks everywhere. My singer and her boyfriend ran for the door.

The girlfriend of the guy, who was smaller, and also pretty hot, wasn't even ****ing around one bit. She got Echo girl in a muay thai clinch around the back of the neck/head (called the "plum") and started kneeing her in the sides and in the chest, then she side-stepped back, and used her muay thai clinch to slam this girls head straight into the wall, "bonk!"

Then she ran out the back door. The whole thing took maybe 7-8 seconds.

Echo finds herself on the ground and tries to get up, shaking her head, "What the ****!" But its all over and she has just got her ass kicked. The other girl was gone.

I've seen guys winging haymakers, but I think that was the most technical street fight I've ever seen, but 2 girls

^A couple of brilliant and impressive stories there :) Well done on beating those guys!

I've found martial arts fascinating all my life, probably because I was spoonfed martial arts flicks when I was a kid, but I never trained myself. I'm not a violent person at all, but I'm sure it's something you get a lot of confidence from knowing and, well, a lot of other good things like physical training. My girlfriend actually has 5 years of training tae kwon do behind her, but I thought if I was ever train something myself, I'd like to train a style that focuses more on submission/wrestling/ground fighting. Almost every fight I've been in ended up on the ground so it just seems natural to build on that :p:

The stuff you've trained has a fair bit of submission in it, doesn't it? How do you feel about it and have you ever used that in a real fight?

That's exactly what i meant with the slow motion punch thing. One good way to describe it is an underwater punch. It's quite aggravating, isn't it?
I think the only way we'll surpass this "fear" is getting really REALLY pissed off at someone we don't really care too much about, and kick their ass in a fight. Atleast I think i would gain some (temporary, but that's a personal flaw) confidence from that.

You should've shat in his schoolbag.

love it.
I've been in 'situations.' I don't like violence, kinda think if you can't solve it with your mouth, don't have an opinion, you're clearly not intelligent enough for it.

thanks

yes. My primary art is stad up Jujutsu, which is all about locks and throws. I train to be on the ground, but would honestly rather not tear my shirt and raspberry up by elbows and knees if I don't have to.

Yes, I used a wrist lock in the fight I descibed above. Actually I mispoke, though.

It wasn't kote gaeishi

http://www.yorkjitsu.org/graphics/locks/wrist1_3.jpg

http://www.yorkjitsu.org/graphics/locks/wrist1_4a.jpg

it was this lock I can't remember the name of that I used to capture his arm and hit his face aganist the car:

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However, it showed my lack of accomplishment at the time, or my urgency at dealing with several people instaed of remainnig calm. I should have been able to hold him against the car or folded it behind his back and used him as a sheild to talk the other guys out of it. Instead I let averythnig speed up on me and just smashed him down and retreated

Actually, maybe specific techniques aren't the most important thing you learn in martial arts as much as learning to stay calm, see everything in slow, real time instead of seeing a blur, and just nkowing where to stand, how to move your feet, how to turn your body.

Your best move, and I've done it twice, may be just avoiding something and then running away

No offense to you Kurt, but I suspect you have not been in some places where a person is intent on not letting you get off that easy

^ Seconded.

People mistakenly think that they can talk themselves out of any fight, but fail to realize that sometimes you don't pick the fight, and you certainly don't pick the type of person you end up in a shaky situation with.... you just end up having to be in one out of simply not having another choice besides laying on the ground and hugging your nuts.

If your exit strategy is to scream at the top of your lungs and run away, then go ahead... but more often than not, you won't get the chance before you're having to defend yourself from a guy who simply just wants to use your face for recreational purposes while you're halfway unaware.

The best you can do is to try to not end up in a situation or environment that breeds violent scenarios. Sounds easier than it is in today's world. While the average adult may not spend his/her time in clubs or other typically violent places, the entire world is a typically violent place... but just at different percentages.

When you're standing there fueling up your car at a gas station and some immature drunks decide that your quick glance in their direction is unforgivable, you realize there's only so many places you can hide from other people's barbaric tendencies. You either learn how to deal with it, or don't. That's really the only decision there is to make.

The only serious fight I got into was when I was in 4th grade with a kid in my class who had failed twice and was two years older than me. He was also a good foot taller than me.

He was calling me a pussy for no reason and then asked me to fight. I have no idea why but I said yes. We punched each other a few times, then he pushed me and I fell down, and he declared that he beat me and left.

I do do "Fight Club style" fights alot with my friends and I win a lot of those though.

Yeah I've been in fights. Kicked some ass and got my ass kicked - by my own brother even, lol. Not to say I regret them, I enjoyed them, but I wouldn't want to get in a fight now. There's too much riding on my career to have a misdemeanor on my name. If there were no consequences however...

And I love that, talking your way out of something proves that you're educated, articulate and well mannered, punching your way out of something proves you're a bit of a cunt. Some cases however, there's no talking to total morons, and you need to give them a bit of a slap. Only happened to me a couple of times though, I won both times. Although one of them was a close one. She hurt me :(... I mean he hurt me!

you'd be suprised how many fights are pure ego, and come down to 'mines bigger than yours.' And I didn't say I hadn't been in fights, but talking about fights and who won is pure egotism, and not worth mentioning on a forum.

MAStudent's point was obviously that sometimes you don't get to choose whether or not you want to fight. Sometimes you don't get a chance to talk yourself out of it. In my own story a page or two back, I was walking away from the pub happily oblivious that I was soon to be jumped from behind by this ******* who suddenly had me on the ground with his hands around my throat. How was I supposed to talk my way out of that one?

You've probably never been in a situation where you don't get to choose not to fight or don't even get a chance to talk yourself out of it, but they happen.