My brother, a friend and I were walking back for the corner store when my brother dropped the money he was carrying, the wind caught it and he very stupidly and without looking ran out onto the road to get it. He was nearly hit by a van and when he returned, I gave him crap for being so stupid.
Next thing I know, the van pulls into a driveway about 15ft ahead of us the guy driving (roughly 6' 5'', 250 to 300lbs) gets out of the van and charges my brother. My brother crumpled to the ground in fear, and the man towered over him. I couldn't see due to my position, but I believed the man was going to either choke or strike my brother. I grabbed the man by his shoulders and tried pulling him away. He complied, turning, and throwing a punch, which due to his size and my stance, landed on the top of my head. I could tell more was coming, but my friend grabbed him like I had done and the man spun again, throwing a punch which landed on my friends face. My friend responded by hitting him in the nose and mouth with three punches and the guy pushed my friend into a nearby wall before turning on me.
He grabbed me by my shoulders and tried to pull me down but I grabbed his shoulders and somehow managed to stay standing. Eventually he got fed up trying to knock me down and backed up, kicking me in the ribs and turning and heading back towards his vehicle.
On closer inspection, I could see he had a wife and at least one kid watching him from the van.
While I don't condone what my brother did, I don't believe it was a reason for physical attack. I'm somewhat happy with the way I responded, though, had it not been for my friend, he likely would have focused the attack on me and could have done some serious damage.
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In another situation, I told a guy off for giving my GF lip and he didn't like it. He and his buddies came after me, but luckily, at the moment, only he wanted to fight.
Needless to say, he used his weight, threw quite a few punches, then knees, then once I was on the ground, kicks with steel toed boot. Despite all this, when he asked whether I was giving up I said no. Eventually he got off, got to his feet and so did I. Someone yelled that I was bleeding (he had nicked a earlier cut on my neck made from shaving) so he said the fight was over and we turned and walked.
As they were walking away, one of his friends (who I mistook for him), yelled back 'F**k You' or something to that extent. I yelled F**k You back and the guy dropped his coat, bag and in seconds, closed the gap, hit me in the eye, pushed me over and kicked me with his steel toed boots.
I was actually pretty happy because other than the cut, I came out with a very tame black eye and some soreness. On the other hand, I realize it could have been worse and since, when I get an adrenaline rush or get angry, I instinctively run my mouth, it was time to take self defense classes.
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