Police Academy. I've had a tussle or two and fully expect to get my azz handed to me on a platter each time. However, I don't fight fair. I have no qualms about sticking you if I am in a position of getting choked out or killed....

Funny, I see so many guys carrying knives, but wonder how many are willing to use them?

I've also used a baton and a large flashlight on a few people. Wrestled quit a few to get them in cuffs. That seems to be my biggest 'fight' threat. Not many want to go toe to toe with a 6'-4" 240 in tactical gear.

 

I learned to fight at school. I went to a couple of horrible schools in the horrible town that I still live near.
If you wanted to keep your lunch money or any sense of dignity, you learned to scrap.
From the age of 7 to approx 15, I studied Ju-Jitsu. Got pretty good too for a junior. If I got you in a choke or submission, you would tap out. In reaal fights, I have choked people unconsious because I didn't want them getting up again.
When I was in my teens and early 20's, I was a bit hot headed and would fight anyone. My wife got me out of that faairly sharply.
These days, I'm an old man out of condidtion so I wouldn't even consider a fist fight unless it was absolutely necessary.

 

Yeah, we "fought" a lot in the Army, and by fight, I mean more like "wrestle", so I know I can handle mine. Took a few "Grown man" hits too, and strangley enough, didn't feel anything, really." But, I guess the best thing I've had going for me from the outside is being way bigger than most guys, so they usually don't want to dance. On the inside, the best thing is knowing that unless I'm hit in a tender spot (eyes, throat, "boyz") I can generally take just about anyone's first few hits. Which is good, because unless I have reason to fear for my life, or for the safety of my family, it will take a lot for me to swing first.

Like my friend told me. "I can't fight that well, but I'm gonna do my damndest to hurt you." He said, "I might lose the fight, but one thing's for sure- you're going to the emergency room after the fight is over. "Because something's going to be "missing" off you."

He was from LA.

My friend "Baker" got into an argument with his girlfriend one night at a club. She leaned in as he held her hands (She was taller, especially in those clear heels) grabbed his ear with her teeth, and bit 1/3rd of it C~L~E~A~N off.

OFF...

I told my Mom about that. Mom said, "I've never thought a man should hit a woman. But, he should have beat her a___ for doing that."

Rob' took Baker to the ER, and the doctor stitched it back on, but in a few days it crusted over, died, and broke off.

I don't think he even pressed charges.

 

Ditto that.

Grim

 

I'm in a fight about every Friday night.
Usually taking on three or four of 'em.

I can hold my own til they get the cuffs on me.

 

Rex Kwon Do!!!! You think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while wearing these bad boys?

 

I learned after getting my *** kicked every day after school in the 6th grade. I was a runt, and alittle mouthy, I could talk smack and make anyone look like a fool..... but at first when it got physical I wouldn't fight back, I tried to get away if at all possiable but I was very very good at dodgeing and blocking. But because I wouldn't fight, then I also became an easy target for the bullies. After about 1/2 a year of coming home with a black eye or a bloody nose. Then finally one day I said enough, and tore loose on one of the biggest bullies in the school when he started to take another turn to beat me up.... When I got done, he had to have 18 stitches in his face and had a broken rib. I got praised and worshiped like a god after that and I became addicted to the fan fare.
So I became.... In a deep announcers voice: The bully of the bullies, the school protector.
But I would never throw teh first punch, if I wanted to pick a fight with someone that was bullying someone else, my mouth woulld make them mad enough to swing. No one has ever landed the first swing on me, ever. I;ve had tehm try to get me from behind, I;ve had tehm try and put thier arm around me and act like my buddy, then try to sucker punch me. It has yet to work.

No on has ever shown me a rule book, I have never seen a refree in a street fight. If it's worth fighting for, it's worth dying for. So I can only assume they want to kill me. I will do what ever it takes to neutralize the threat.

 

I learned to fight on the soccer field. Damn hooligans.

 

Growing up in a firehouse evryone always tends to wrestle in the engine bays. But, for about the last 6 years I hve been taking Krav Maga. Never really been in a serious fight but, like I sadi it is nothing to wrestle in the engine bays to pass time.

 

I dislike conflict with a passion. I think there is almost always a diplomatic approach. But the few times that there isn't I will be the first one in line to "physically disagree" but I never really learned to fight. Genetics made me big and I was always the nerdy kid in school so I just had to toughen up. I haven't been in a fight since high school and I am thankful for that but I like to think that if it came to it I could certainly hold my own. I suppose I learned the most from highschool football I can put alot of weight behind a punch and that seems to be my best option. Learn to take a hit and when I get an open shot make sure I hit hard.

 

I learned to fight when I was in 6th grade when I got jumped by 3 punks at school. I got my butt kicked. but when I finally got up, I did not give up. I got a hold of one and proceeded to kick and hit as much as I could.

Have not been in a real fight in over a decade. When I was a teenager, I had a bit of a temper. I hit a kid with a shovel and split his arm open and my personally favorite, you have not "whooped" someone until you have done it with a fishing pole. that $h!t had to hurt.

Like I said, been a long time and I have no desire to start one. But, like others have said, don't mess with my family. The fights I was in during the past, I do not fight fair. Kicking, punching, poking, pick up an object, whatever it takes.

Now I am just a big teddy bear...thats what my wife tells me

 

I dunno about there always being a diplomatic approach. That one fight I was in, really a bar brawl, those guys were looking for a fight and werent going home without getting into one. We just happened to be there I guess. Same bunch of losers that are always running their mouth everytime anyone of us go into the bar in town. I never really cared what they were saying, I wasnt gonna start something, but we sure did finish it. After that none of them even look at me or my buddies any more. Seems to be the only type of people that I have a problem with are those douches that think they are "gangstas". They always seem to have to prove that they are the "shyte" and that no one better ******* with them.

I think if you want to fight someone, it should be one on one, no weapons. And when its over its finished.

I can walk into pretty much any place full of bikers, rednecks etc and never had any problem.

 

No way, If I'm jumped I fight to win, what ever I can get my hands on I use.

Depends if I win or not.

 

If you get jumped, thats it, take them down. Im talking about if two guys have got some problem and they want to settle it, not some little ***** jumping someone.

 

I agree with you. If someone is looking for a fight there probably isnt a diplomatic approach. The situation you described is an instance where you are forced to defend yourself. All I meant by what I posted above is that I have to be very provoked to even conisder fighting. I will just about only fight for family and friends.