Originally Posted by Tom Yum

We took a beating. My friend got dropped and got back up and continued to fight. I kicked a dude in the nutz and sent him crying then got hit on the back of my head, chest and face all at once

I hit another dude in the solar plexus and sent him gasping.

The luck part came into play because someone saw what was happening and came to our rescue.

Whenever we saw one of those guys alone in school, they respected us. Its funny how that works.

People hate you for no rational reason and want to beat you. You put up a good fight. Then somehow your friends. You don't talk, but the guy gives you a "what's up, bro" look in the hallway.