Fight Stories

[MikeJKD]

Hey Everyone,
I think this thread shoiuld be fun to work on, and will probably give us all some good insights into what we should be training and why.

What I'd like to do is have as many people as possible share their own real-world experiences. See, I'm a bouncer and a martial artist, and I've seen and been in quite a few fights, but the nature of those fights is a little different than some. If you guys have any interesting war stories of your own, I think they might be a good source of research for everyone else.

Thanks,
Mike

[ArAi]

why don't you start first

[Underdog]

Back when I was 16 I was heavily into Tae Kwon Do. One time I was wandering with a friend that was walking with the aid of a walking stick because he had his leg in a brace cast. At a point I was approached by what at the time passed as the biggest bully in town, a guy 18 yo, a construction worker famed for being a brawler.

-Are you the shthead blackbelt?
-No, I'm not blackbelt, I don't know sht...
-Come on, show the moves, Pijama pants (host of insults here)

I let him rant because I didn't wanted to get my friend involved, but later on the boiler was burning with hot steam...

I was in a car when I saw the guy with other two. I ranoutside the car and machine-gunned the biggest collection of mother-related insults that a catholic guy can only nightmare on, then the guys charged...

I was ready, almost draw my knife when, all of a sudden...

A DAMNED FRIEND OF MINE HELD ME BY THE ARMS SHOUTIN': "DON'T GO, DON'T GO, PLEASE CALM ON, DON'T FIGHT!!"
I remember too well the sensation of being in a nightmare, I was blocked in place by this moron, and the guys were charging with war faces full of hate, DAMN!

I freed myself but was slowed down considerably and did get caught with a boot in the groin..clean shot, but I was so pumped with andrenaline that i didn't felt nothing, and in the caos that followed I managed to thumb-gouge the guy eye.. I get caught also by the other guys, and, backpedalling the mean one grabbed by my hairs; I kicked him three times, and the third sent him to the ground.

I was on top of him, and the other guys were pounding with kicks (thankgod uncoordinated and weak..), then arrived the police and we happily went to the police station; My father arrived here and started to shout to me, then the guy shouted insults to him and my father menaced to kill his father...boys, it was a mess...

I still didn't felt nothing for two hours, then, i shacked, trembled, puked and felt the worst possible pain in the world. I was sent to the E.R. where I met George Cloneey (just kidding...), here they got me painkillers And I was sent home.


I walked for three month with two knives and my father's gun in a pocket expecting revenge, but the guy didn't show up. Actually I was told he respected me for not sueing him and because I fought like a man....bah!

LESSON LEARNED:
-Given the right dose of hate and anger, if a guy is determined to break you, he will, no matter what you'll do to him.
-Keep an eye of enemies but keep two for friends.

-If you want someone, don't yell at him, do the job silently and from behind, then go home with you nuts intact.

LOL!

[Stuart S. Igarta]

Underdog, you are one crazy mother! Great story!

[Underdog]

Stuart, you fight with sticks full-contact and you call ME crazy?

LMFAO!

[MEB Boy]

Underdog,
I really enjoy your posts and stories. Please fell free to share any more interesting fight stories. thanks

MEB Boy

[Underdog]

A lot of my stories, as you guessed, involved woofing, goofing, and doing stupid things. Luckily most of the times I havent had to pay for them too much...

Back when I was a Teen, brawling was an almost daily occurrence, there were the good ole days when just EVERYONE twirled nunchakus or had a knife inside a pocket..

However, one time I was in my motorcycle (actually a scooter), when a guy flipped the finger at me. Words were exchanged and when thw guy lunged at me I did the dumbest thing on earth...

I used Tae Kwon Do.

I tried to execute a spinning back kick, but, with the adrenaline rush i did it very stiff and clumsy and the guy stepped to the left avoiding it completely. At the same time he did the right time, hitting me in the ear with a wild swing, ouch!, so I was there, looking dumb, bleeding from an ear and on the receiving end of multiple blows, but sometimes I have good ideas so I remembered that I had an anti-tefth device inside the bike saddle: 3 ft of chain with a heavy lock. I managed to get it and swung at the guy, hitting him square on one hand. By the sound I fractured a hand joint, I guessed, he curled over in fetal position and received multiple hits on the back and leg. In the end he was crying like crazy.

LESSON LEARNED: whenever I tried to use TKD on the streets, I got my ass whipped. Resorting to common sense (i.e. use whatever weapon you have on hands) had always worked best.

[Ryu (non-working password]

That's why I kind of think the "what martial art is best for multiple opponents" is a silly question.

If you get attacked by three guys, stab them and run. UD, I really enjoy your stories, because they are street survival stories. Very few people actually understand the difference between drunken brawls and fighting like you had to do.

Ryu

[edro]

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[Angel_of_Pain]

I remember one time me and my friends where at a party so we there chilling having fun and all, then my friend see this hot chick go talk to her ask her to dance the all package u know, then out of no where a guy come and start to push him so my friend is like wtf the "bad guy" say dont talk to my girl you bas**rd and push him on his ass. So I know my friend seem to be strong but his really weak so I jump in and stop the "bad guy" at that time I was really small compere to the other and I love to fight so I tell the guy "You want to mess whit someone you moth** Fu**er?"
so the guy his in chock he dont know what to do a little guy come to him whit a evil smile and ask him to fight, so he's like well no, But I was so sure that he would say yes and whit all the music I could not hear what he said I jump on him double leg take down 2 or 3 punch to the face fallowed by a choke whit his shirt and the job was done. But the problem was that everyone heard the he said no except me, so one of his big friend come to me and start to push me the useal, so I grab his arm twist it really hard fallowed by a throw then I start to kick him on the ground, then something hit me on the back of the head really hard it really stun me I dont know what it was but at that moment everyone jumped in the fight the party was finish the place was a mess and I had the fun of my life lol. those where the good day

[bobby_steeles]

(note to self: when throwing my next party, send an invitation to angel of pain and underdog.)

[Alpha1]

Oh my god Uderpants, you are so full of sh&t. What happened to the knife you had in your first story. I thought you pulled your knife and went for the Jugular right away in a street fight....even if the other guy was smaller than you.

[Underdog]

You are correct; maybe we are so full of sh.t because we were submereged in it most of our life. Where was you, wiseasss? Maybe reading Blackbelt magazine in the bathroom?

As for the knife, spydercos weren't invented back in the early 80s in Italy; try to draw a lockblade from a pocket in the middle of a beating and you will get my instant respect...

If not, shut the fck up...

[Aloha From Hell]

Underdog, why do you get involved in so many fights? Do you have a micro-penis or are you just full of shite?

And the general question... why is it that some guys always seem to find trouble?

[troll's lover]

I have a better question.
Why do you little boy lovers (Aloha, Alpha) use pussy &%# symbols instead of actually saying "shit".

Pansies.