Bar fight in North Carolina. Kid came back after he was thrown out and killed the bouncer.
I’ve walked away from several after that. Not worth it.
I’ve walked away from several after that. Not worth it.
I thought of this thread when I saw this fat guy run his mouth then get thrown down the steps at a Bears game in Chicago. Giving him a wedgie first was definitely style points but he could have accidentally killed him NSFW:
May I ask how you pulled that off? I think it's commendable honestly.Never been in one.
Where you were actually trying to punch someone?
It was a formatting thing I guess they had to crop. You can see full size on YouTube but it won't play here. There are multiple angles, too. One from where the fat guy lands and his whole rearend is out. Not sure the mods would want fat exposed butt on the site so I didn't post it.They record this with an eclipse viewer?
I think mainly because I don't drink, or rarely do (but I'm not against drinking). Can't stand the taste of beer, HATE throwing up, and honestly don't like the idea of Losing Control.May I ask how you pulled that off? I think it's commendable honestly.
I was originally gonna ask if you didn't drink cause usually alcohol is involved. I haven't drank since I was 18 so 20 years. I hate alcohol, the buzz, everything. Plus I totaled a car by hitting a deer. I told God if he got me out of this I would never drink again and I didn't go to jail so I quit that night. I was headed for basic in two weeks so I was being a dumb kid.I think mainly because I don't drink, or rarely do (but I'm not against drinking). Can't stand the taste of beer, HATE throwing up, and honestly don't like the idea of Losing Control.
And I think most fights happen when alcohol is involved.
Now there was one fight I wish I had been involved in. In HS our baseball team had a brawl (over a girl, big eye roll) after a game in the handshake line w/ the county (Monroe) next to ours. I was the starting&closing pitcher on the mound for the last out, so basically I started the line. As I get thru the line I turn around and all hell has broken loose. And we must have had 1 more player on our team, because every kid is fighting another, with no one left (at least near 3B where I was) in the other jersey for me to fight. And 2 on 1 just ain't right. So I didn't know what to do, and just tried to separate the 2 closest to me (who were more wrestling on the ground than throwing punches).
Ironically that was my last win as a pitcher, going 0-9 for a bad American Legion travel-team that summer and 0-7 my SR year as the #1 SP for a horrible HS team. Our offense averaged <2 runs per game, and our defense was so bad in we allowed almost 4 UNearned runs per game.