Real Fight Experiences!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Tom Yum]

Fight

Here's a real fight...

[fanman.]

Here's a real fight...

LOL, I'd love to see that fight!!!!!!

[Sasquatch]

There's no way that fight would ever go down. It'd be too nasty. Too much blood. Two powerhouses like that, you got to be kidding me

[THT]

You are a dick. And a pretty wimpy one at that.

Good day.

Cheers to that!

[fanman.]

Okay I will share another real fight experience with ya'll. It happened on the first an only time i ever tried goin clubbin.
shoretly after i turned 18, ma buddy's decided to take me to this nightclub they thought was so cool. So we's havin a good time an all, an where all the dance floor lookin like a bunch of gay's cause we aint got girlfriends. then i see this really hot chick in the distance. we made eye contact an i smiled an winkde an pointed at her. She sorta gave a polite smile, but didn look too interested. nevathaless, i kept a huge smile on ma face an danced ma way over to her. an, still dancin', i say "hi, I'm ______ (can't let ya'll see ma real name!), but my friends call me fanman." she say, "fan... man? okay, that's great." and she lookin all agitated and she looks around behind her. then she looks back at me, and her expression brigthens suddenly. and she say, grab ma butt an squeeze it tight. don't let go. so i happily do what she say, but then this big guy in a leather jacket and with bald hair an sunglasses an a beard come up, an then she screams an says to me, what are ya doin, get off me you pervert!!!!! an the big guy says to me, get tha f#ck off ma gal. and he shoves me, real hard an i fall to the ground. I immediately get up, infuriated an say, "its okay if she's yo gal, i just didn't know. all ya need to do is tell me, no need to f#ckin get violent about it!" An he says, "you wanna go, punk?" i get really pissed off at these kinds of people who are so arrogent just cause there big an they don't even consider that there opponent (me in this case) might be an experienced Martial artist. so i got so pissed off, and i did a spinnin back kick and i think i hit him in either the lower abdomen or bladder region, and he doubled over. i quickly followed up with a crescent kick to his head, an then ran off into the crowd. I soon could here him shoving people aside and running after me. I was sometimes shoving people aside cause i needed to in order to get away fast. but one guy, who saw me doing so, musta been angry cause he stood in my way and when i tried to push him, he pushed me. so the big guy caught up to me. I turned around just in time to see his fist comin full speed for my face. he got my nose and i fell backyard. i managed to roll over all the way backward and stand up. as he stepped in with a big swing, i ducked and chopped him in the throat. that disabled him temporarily and my friends had found me by now and helped me get outta there quickly an we drove off as quick as possible.

I admit that he did manage to hurt me a lot with that punch to my nose (almost broken), but i was fairly happy with how i was able to defend myself, as this guy was HUGE. I guess he was just over confident and did not expect me to put up a fight, especially an effective one. However, i was very bad at controlling my emotions and looking back on it, i could have gotten myself into a lot worse trouble because of it. I guess i was just lucky. But since then, i have taken up meditation and i find i can control my emotions much better, i do not get so annoyed when people think they are better than me or think or say they can bash me.

[Timberwolf]

Not quite sure where start!

[QUOTE=fanman One of my work buddies (who happened to be black) was driving me home one day, when i saw a wigger by the side of the road. I yelled out "f#!k you, get a f#kin life!" because this friend of mine hates wiggers, he says they're wasting their lives trying to be something they're not. However, I was surprised to see that he didn't smile or laugh or anything, I asked him why. Then he pointed at the red traffic light. "Oh, sh!t!", I thought, as i saw the wigger run over. I didn't have time to wind the window up before he reached in and started choking me. I mustered all my strength in order to open the door and stand up. I couldn't get out of his grip, and it was too close to do an effective strike, so i just grabbed his throat and squeezed. However, pretty soon my friend had gotten out, pulled him off me and said we don't want no trouble. The wigger then said to him, "hey, stay cool brother, and tell yo man here to learn to keep his mouth shut". He then walked away.
Reflecting on this incident, i was quite dissappointed. I wasn't able to think clearly and was not able to use my kung fu. I will have to train harder.
[/QUOTE]

I just happened to be black like your friend. This serves absolutely no purpose. Race in the world of a true martial artist has little if any place and the concept of "wigger" is quite ignorant if not completely sophomoric. I was raised from the street and and I know how the mind works and you quite possibly deserved to be choked for disrespecting a man you never even met.

Anyway my storie is as follows:
I was sitting on my friend's front porch one saturday morning. Suddenly, a car came creeping down my block. It was my sister's ex-boyrfriend's car. as he rolled by and saw me he started shouting profanities at me and threw a beer bottle out of his car hitting my friend who was at the time mowing the lawn. My friend scoops up a rock from the sidewalk and hurls it breaking the passenger side window of the car. The car stopped and two guys got out of the backseat along with her ex. I was already angry enough to harm them and I now had a good opportunity. I assumed a decent southpawed Muay Thai stance. I began attacking and blacked out. upon returning to a rational state of mind I was shocked to find myself standing over one of the guys with my foot on his throat and my friend pulling me off. the other two were leaning up against the damaged car with dazed and idiotic expressions on their face. my fist was bleeding my eye was swollen but I fought a good fight, at least that is what my friend told me. I lost control. I was young and dumb at the time. I believe that once enlightened i realized that fights like that were not necessary. Everybody makes mistakes.

[fanman.]

I just happened to be black like your friend. This serves absolutely no purpose. Race in the world of a true martial artist has little if any place and the concept of "wigger" is quite ignorant if not completely sophomoric. I was raised from the street and and I know how the mind works and you quite possibly deserved to be choked for disrespecting a man you never even met.

Anyway my storie is as follows:
I was sitting on my friend's front porch one saturday morning. Suddenly, a car came creeping down my block. It was my sister's ex-boyrfriend's car. as he rolled by and saw me he started shouting profanities at me and threw a beer bottle out of his car hitting my friend who was at the time mowing the lawn. My friend scoops up a rock from the sidewalk and hurls it breaking the passenger side window of the car. The car stopped and two guys got out of the backseat along with her ex. I was already angry enough to harm them and I now had a good opportunity. I assumed a decent southpawed Muay Thai stance. I began attacking and blacked out. upon returning to a rational state of mind I was shocked to find myself standing over one of the guys with my foot on his throat and my friend pulling me off. the other two were leaning up against the damaged car with dazed and idiotic expressions on their face. my fist was bleeding my eye was swollen but I fought a good fight, at least that is what my friend told me. I lost control. I was young and dumb at the time. I believe that once enlightened i realized that fights like that were not necessary. Everybody makes mistakes.

Yeah, I was younger and dumber when this happened, too. I guess I was just stupid and wanted to show off. Now I've learnt to keep my mouth shut and let people be what they wanna be. After all, who am I to judge people by appearance?

[Big Kahuna]

Well, to make a long story short, in 1997 I caught my ex-wife kissing a fella in a restaurant/pub/club we were hanging. Yeah, you heard right, but that's too long of a story to get into - . Anyway, my sister-in-law gets in front of me as I go after this guy and, since I didn't want to hurt her, he escapes through the crowd. I have a few words for my ex-wife and proceed after this guy with a crowd of spectators following. Anyway, he works at this place and when I go outside to find him, all of his bouncer buddies, six in all, are outside waiting for me. Without any fear, cause I was so fired up, I walked up to them and asked where he was. Now here's the interesting part... Although his "boys", it seemed like the bouncers were sympathetic to my cause. They told me to calm down and that there weren't going to let me get to him. I told them that nothing was going to keep me away from him. They started to surround me and that's about all I remember. I do hear that I hit each one at least once and they had a hard time with my kicks and such, but they overwhelmed me, but didn't pummel me. Thanks guys!

Although not very exciting, here is another one: While having fun with some friends at a local pub, I guy walks by and bumps me when there was clearly enough room to get by the area we were in. Although a little perturbed, I shot him a side-ways glance and that was it. Next thing I know, he was in my face mouthing off. I stepped back a little to defend myself and I could see that this could get out of hand. He asked, "You want to step outside?" I said, "No!". I told him there was no problem, but he was insistant on fighting. After I showed no visual signs of aggression, he called me a "pussy" and walked out of the bar. Over, right?!?! Wrong! He comes storming back in and insists that I take this outside. I said "no" again and then others start to get involved. Now, the whole time this is happening, I had ample time to end this in a physical fashion as his face was unprotected while the entire time I was in a disguised stance with my power hand back and my chin tucked as if I was starring at the floor, but my eyes on him. Okay, back to the story... As my friends get involved, the little-itty-bitty-girl I was dating started to mouth off to this guy and he totally turned perpendicular to me and his jaw was RIGHT THERE. He proceeds to call her a "b-i-t-c-h" and my vision started to tunnel on his face and my fist clenched. Based on numerous conversations with my best friend, a police officer, I could have drilled this guy legally as this guy was threatening to myself and others. Anyway, I remained cool and just let this guy vent, but was ready for action if he decided to touch one of us. He didn't, vented all his steam, and left.

[fanman.]

[/QUOTE] Although not very exciting, here is another one: While having fun with some friends at a local pub, I guy walks by and bumps me when there was clearly enough room to get by the area we were in. Although a little perturbed, I shot him a side-ways glance and that was it. Next thing I know, he was in my face mouthing off. I stepped back a little to defend myself and I could see that this could get out of hand. He asked, "You want to step outside?" I said, "No!". I told him there was no problem, but he was insistant on fighting. After I showed no visual signs of aggression, he called me a "pussy" and walked out of the bar. Over, right?!?! Wrong! He comes storming back in and insists that I take this outside. I said "no" again and then others start to get involved. Now, the whole time this is happening, I had ample time to end this in a physical fashion as his face was unprotected while the entire time I was in a disguised stance with my power hand back and my chin tucked as if I was starring at the floor, but my eyes on him. Okay, back to the story... As my friends get involved, the little-itty-bitty-girl I was dating started to mouth off to this guy and he totally turned perpendicular to me and his jaw was RIGHT THERE. He proceeds to call her a "b-i-t-c-h" and my vision started to tunnel on his face and my fist clenched. Based on numerous conversations with my best friend, a police officer, I could have drilled this guy legally as this guy was threatening to myself and others. Anyway, I remained cool and just let this guy vent, but was ready for action if he decided to touch one of us. He didn't, vented all his steam, and left.[/QUOTE]

I'm impressed. It's all too easy to get real pissed off and wanna attack when someone's actin like that. You seem to have had a hell of a lot of self control. Good work!

[SamuraiGuy]

Not gonna bother quoting it cause its huge.. but fanman.. your story about the club...

I realize you didnt know she had a boyfriend... but I could tell as I was reading it she was doing that to make her bf jealous (prolly just cause I knew it was a fight story but whatever).

Anyway.... I understand she told you to, and if she was hot I prolly would have done the same thing, but you said "just because hes huge he's arrogant and thinks he can kick my ass, not knowing if im a martial artist"..

well... I'm not "huge".. but if I saw you grabbing my girlfriends ass, I'd prolly want to fight you too, not cause im some "arrogant huge guy who can kick your ass".. but because you grabbed the guys girlfriend...

Even if it wasnt your girlfriend... wouldnt you step in if you saw some random guy groping a girl and she was calling him a pervert... gotta look at it from the other context man...

dont know what the point is here.. but there is one... maybe its dont grab random girls.. maybe its not all people who want to fight you are arrogant and kick your ass, maybe its something else.. ill let you choose.

[Tom Yum]

as he stepped in with a big swing, i ducked and chopped him in the throat.

You could have hurt that guy really badly.....

[Timberwolf]

good point!

You could have hurt that guy really badly.....

a strike to the throat is almost alway considered a potentially lethal strike. You could have jilled him and faced serious criminal penalties. Think before you act. Be very careful to see if your actions are worth greater consequences.

[Tom Yum]

a strike to the throat is almost alway considered a potentially lethal strike. You could have jilled him and faced serious criminal penalties. Think before you act. Be very careful to see if your actions are worth greater consequences.

He got into a fight squeezing some gals cheeks. no-no. The guy pushed him.

A more appropriate response would have been to get up and laugh at himself for BEING SUCH AN IDIOT.

[Al~Qiyaama]

You should have pressed or leaned your head forward, using your chin as pressure to his grip while rolling up the window at the same time. You could have also used your left arm to loosen his grip by simply turning your body to the opposite direction of the choke hold.

[white devil]

heres my story..

heres my story:
happened when i was in high school..i was shooting some pool with my buddy when i accidently ,with my elbow,dropped a can on the floor..Its the kind of spraycan we use to polish the baby-foot table handles...So there was this huge guy playing on it with some ppl i know..right next to my pool table...I apologized and focused on my next shot...Then for some reason the guy tells me ; ''pick it up bitch''.I looked at him for a second then just thought''bah,whatever''and looked away ...didnt say anything..He was persistent enough to leave the table and come to me poking my shoulder:''i said pick it up bitch''...everyone was watching quietly...waiting for my reaction.

i was very arrogant at the time (i just started boxing),and just the fact that the guy added the word ''bitch'' made my blood boil.I looked at him,trying not to lose my nerve:''whos the bitch? im not picking it up!'' i said. The tenth of a second he went to grab my shirt i threw such a nice quick snappy lead jab to his lip..(that was the only basic punch i knew at the time)..He stepped back,covering his bleedin mouth.

I mean the guy was huge..i shouda went for a combination or shouda brought him to the ground quickly or anything to finish the fight..but after that ''reflex'' punch i threw..i couldnt move anymore,i just stared at him for like 30 seconds while he was still trying to understand what just happened ....i guess i was just amazed by what i just did and I ,too, was trying to realize what was going on ..since it happened soo quick!!He got very MAD,but i still couldnt move anymore..that was my best,my first and my last shot...he grabbed me in the corner and started throwing desperate punches at my body..and man..i felt thoses.

facing a bigger,stronger,madder guy..i had no choice but to grab desperatly my pool stick a few inches next to me..i told him to back the fuçk away or i would splatter his brains on the wall...he backed off..terrified...

the point of my story is that i never wanted to fight the guy..he just happened to come into my bubble and I instinctively reacted ..probably due to my previous,basic, training.After that punch i threw my mind was outta of it and i guess thats why i lost it.Man i can tell you that the next day i was so fired up at the gym,i felt sorry for the heavybag..

It wasnt much of a serious fight since it wasnt involving any weapons(real weapons,deadly ones) but i sure learned alot about myself that day...how i couldnt control my emotions .. how i was able to react so quickly at first and then totaly freeze.
i didnt want that kind of thing to ever happen again...