Alright, so me and this one dude had been arch rivals all throughout elementary and middle school. 90% of my principal visits had been because of him, or accompanied by him. So freshman year in high school he started talking a lot of smack, and one day at school he challenged me to a fight. I had gotten in some trouble that year, and I couldn't afford to get in a fight (3 day suspension, $250 ticket, go to court, other bs). So I didn't, and everyone called me a p***y for it. This dude was about my size, we were both pretty big. So in football after school that day I layed his ass out, and when he was on the ground I told him to meet me at this place near our school after practice. Some how from that point till after practice the whole freshman class had gotten word so when I arrived there was a large crowd already there. So this piece of **** smacks me in the face from behind and tackles me to the ground. I got him off me and stood up to fight boxing style. At this point I was so ******* pissed I was just filled with rage. So I pop him with 3 hard swings to the face, he tries to punch, I evade, and to this day throw the hardest punch Ive even swung into his stomach. He collapses and I jump on him and just unload with swings to his face. One of my friends got me off and im glad he did because I couldve really hurt him. I then ran because I didn't want the cops to come. The next day his face was just a big ball of purple bruise, and after that he never looked me in the eye again.
You never fight with an older sibling. Ever. You will lose. Unless you're both adults, but as kids, you will most probably lose. My older brother took self defense classes and they used to teach him to break stuff in that class, so I knew not to mess with him. I took off like Carmelo at the first sign of him being pissed. But fortunately with me, he spent more time defending me during fights than using it against me. I pissed him off once in my early years of college, then he did this Ryu kick and missed me by inches. I ran straight to my room and locked the door good. I remember another time in the 5th grade some kid (what an asshat he was, too) tripped and I laughed at him mercilessly. So he got pissed and challenged me to a fight. We fought at the hills behind school at recess. I had taken Shaolin classes for a few years back, but for some reason all of that crap flew out the window. I mean, I didn't remember jack about what I learned hahaha. We just ended up holding eachother trying to get the other to fall on the ground. I was trying to get trip him into this river that was just down the hill from where we were. Didn't work. Ultimately the school bell rang and we all had to go back to class. Nothing happened. Neither of us got hurt and we never really spoke again. Lame.
I was in year three and the school bell has rang for the end of the day and I was off to find my grandmother who was picking me up from school A kid in my class called Matthew for some reason knocked a sandwich I was eating out of my hands.....and that really p*ssed me off for some reason. So I threw him to the ground and beat the crap out of him. It was kinda weird because Im not a violent person and its the only fight Ive ever even been in! Anyway it wasnt good to have my grandmother have to come to the classroom and find out I'd belted this kid. I didnt get it trouble, it was just not good.
Here's something I'm not proud of. One time I got into a fight with this kid a year older than me in the 7th grade. He got me on a choke hold, so I did what any other real man would do in such situation. I bit him.
Of course. Us CF'ers never lose a fight. Or at least I never lost.. didn't win either.. just didn't lose I pick my fights, if the guy is bigger, stronger, and faster.. I just walk away. Or run away if he's after me.
I remember stabbing a kid with a pencil in first grade. I stabbed him in the hand, but I really don't remember what the fight was about.
It was either 7th or 8th grade. Some public school kids were talkin sit to us private school kids so we kicked their asses
not me. I've taken punches. but... It's actually quit interesting to see the expression on someone who just hit you when they realize you are not going to hit them back. Not like I ever planned it that way. mostly, in school, kids don't punch unless they think you are going to punch back. in the Army, guys will punch but know a full out fight will be like fighting at work. besides, i pride myself on having never broken a bone in my body and I don't intend to break my hand on someone's face. don't aim for the face...aim one foot beyond it.
It was a cloudy day. The hallways were as dark as night. Then I saw my arch nemesis, Chuck. I called him a stupid face and he roundhouse kicked me in the jaw. Now I am the stupid face.
My first fight didn't go so well. I was in elementary school and a wrestling fan. Since I always watched wrestling I figured that's the way people fight so that's what I tried to do. While I was going for the headlock to maneuver into a reverse suplex he kept pounding me in my face. I couldn't execute anything and he got off several punches to my face before a teacher stopped it.
I don't really remember because it was in the first grade. I do remember my teacher pulling me off of him. I was crying and mad. Man I got in trouble with my mom. My older brothers ended up beating up his bigger brothers. The kid I fought was a bully.
Damn.. that's some honesty. Good thing you didn't succeed, you probably could've choked him to death. Same thing kinda happened to me. I fought a bully after school once, I was either in 2nd or 3rd grade and he was a grade above me. I was crying and everything, and was about to get beat up bad, then my bro came outta nowhere and pushed him real hard. I've never seen someone fly so far away from a push before. He flew backwards and landed on his neck and flipped back. I was a bit amazed he didn't seem hurt from it. Afterwards he just kinda looked at us as we left for home. Of course, me being the loser that I am, I had to rub it in his face and did the "WUT NOW BIAAAACCHH!!" nudge as I passed him.
I am not proud of this, but when I was six I punched a neighborhood friend in the stomach because he pronounced Kiss (the band), "Kizz." After sternly correcting him a few times, he refused to say it correctly and I punched him in the gut. I was a dick.
Well as for me, I never really said I won. However I managed to hold my own and Not Lose against 2 guys. So I guess that does constitute me as a bad ass However if you're talking about how many fights I backed out and ran away from cus I know I would lose.. that's a diff story.
