Just got in a street fight

[ill_proph]

Oddly, I just got in my first street fight. All other times that I've been provoked, people would fake to have a weapon to get out of it. But this time it went differently. For some reason a passenger in a car yelled "FAGS" to me and a friend while we were walking through the city. No, we don't appear gay, instead this was a blatent attempt to either talk shit or to start a fight. Since this shit talking always pisses me off they typical dialogue insued...
"what?!!"

"FAGS!"

"Come you ****ing bitch..." or something like that

And to my surprise he actually got out to fight. We squared and I barely knicked him with a right, followed with him doing a sloppy version of the brazilian takedown. Right then, the combination of his poor technique and strong smell of alcohol made me smile from the inside. I pushed his head into a guilitine and then pulled to the gaurd. He pulled his head out and I immediatly climbed his shoulder and armbarred him. He was on his feet and kinda moving around so I went out the back. He was towards his stomach when I felt a couple little pops again my pelvis.

"alright! alright!"

Funny thing is that he tried to be tough after that too. Saying "good fight" but still acting a little too proud in my face. So I made him say sorry.

I suppose he'll have a sore arm tomorrow and his friends will make fun of him. As for me, I have a strange circular road rash running from like a halo around my head. When I rolled under with the armbar my head rolled against the ground. Not nearly as nice as a mat.

A couple other notes:
My friend was standing there smiling the whole time. He knew that guy just ****ed himself.

And luckily, when one of his friends got out of the car another friend yelled "one on one, one on one". I think they get respect for that.


PS
My friend asked my what an armbar does, physiologically. What are the soft pops that lead to soreness? What about the hard pop that leads to longer and worse pain? Cartillage? Tendons, ligaments? Does a bone go out of the socket?

[mr_clean]

How did you feel?

Hi there;

I am curious if you got that rush after all was said and done or whether it was anticlimatic?

I only started taking Martial Arts a year ago in my most recent MA phase but I did take it 15 years ago in college for a bit. For about 6 months I took Shorin Ryu with my Younger brother and we took classes four nights a week and sparred with each other semi contact probably every day. The furthest that we advanced was to yellow belt with 3 orange stripes out of four. Around the end of this six months when I was graduating I had my bachelor party. At some point that night after consuming about 20 beers my older brother (not the one I spar with) was pissed about something and tried to sucker punch me in the face. After all the training at the basic level, and with the sparring thrown in, it was Jodan Uke (high block) gyakazuki (reverse punch) and he was out. Although I was glad it all worked (my teeth were especially glad) it was terribly anticlimactic as I'm not in to decking people.

How was it for you?

Mr. Clean

[Thai Bri]

I had a fight an hour ago. I was riding my tricycle when some young dudes decided that they would have some fun. Hah! Little did they know twas I who was going to have some fun. Not them. I. Me.

Anyway. These dandy dudey dunces shouted all kinds of unpleasantness, like "I say, you sir! It rather appears that you are riding something vaguely resembling a cow typed object, sir. Why not get off and milk it sir, what what?"

See? Jolly unpleasantness. Deserving of a right royal punch on the old conker. Oh yes.

So I walked over to them. All three of them, I mean all fifteen of them stood to face me. But I knew that I would win. I have been studying Steven Segal films for quite a few weeks, and also registered my hands as deadly weapons with a gent outside the local public convenience. He said it was a "hand job", and that it would only cost £5. Then he attacked my groin and I accidentally ran off, clutchin' my under wear to my bot. Wham. That got him.

All went quiet. You could have heard a little fairy trump. "I say" I said. I did. I said "I say". I said "I say. What was it you said about my tricycle? What is it you said?" I said.

"What was that you said about what we said?" chirped in one of these jolly street punkers.

"I said" I said, " I said "I say" "I said. I did. I said "I say". And then I said "I say. What was it you said about my tricycle? What is it that you said?" I said.

This went on for about an hour. They were howling with fear, and all had to hide their faces. I could tell they were suffering from adrenalin. Their shoulders were shaking, and some of the were even rolling aorund on the floor.

I opted to bring this matter to a violent end. "I say" I said. I did. I said "I say" What did you say about my tricycle? What what?" I said. I did, I said. I said "I say" I said. I did, I said "I say. Who here, I mean whom here. Which of you....which of you whom here are familiar with the Marquis of Queensbury rules" I said. I did. I said.

Thats when their mothers arrived and whisked them away in their perambulators. One to me I think.

Oh yes. Those yound dudes will watch out next time their mummies come to the clinic to have them weighed. Oh yes.

Self reflection. Basically I rather think that I could have handled myself better. Things went ok, but only because of my training. If this happens again I certainly intend repainting my tricycle. A nice pink or shiny yellow will show them that it is not a cow like creature. Oh yes.

Feedback - do any of the 7th Dan Aikiseagaldo members here have feedback on how I can perform next week?

Cool, you rather dudey types. Cool.

[RobertG]

Well first off, congragulations on surviving.

Now, onto the important stuff. Why on Earth would you pull someone into your guard in a street fight if given a choice (which it sounds like you had)????? Dumb, dumb, dumb. Good thing you took his back instead.

Secondly, why did you even let it escalate to a fight? If you had your buddies and one guy jumps out of the car, why didn't you all step surround him or jump him, or all collectively get the hell out there? Or one of your friends go grab a weapon or something. It just sounds like this whole altercation put you in danger and/or could have been avoided.

Its great that your skills got you out of a bad situation. And it has to feel great that you could actually use your training in real life. But, like any street altercation, this one could have turned bad real, real fast. You pull the guy into your guard. He pulls a knife and shanks you. You're dead. You get on the guys back working for an armbar, rear-naked, what have you. His buddy gets out from the car with a pistol and shoots you. You're dead. I'm only pointing these things out because I think fighting for real should be saved as a very last option. People that randomly jump out of cars to fight you are unpredictable characters to say the least. I'd say the best strategy is to run like hell. I'd rather swallow a little pride and run like a bitch than get shanked on the street by some drunk calling me a fag. So again, congragulations on living and coming out on top even, but just keep in mind next time a guy jumps out of the car to attack you that he might have a weapon and that his buddies might jump in on it too.

[Thai Bri]

I didn't pull anyone into my guard. But someone did try to pull me, after registering my hands. I got away. On my tricycle.

Silly silly silly.

I wasn't even in a car. I was riding my brand new tricycle. Please pay attention to detail. Detrail is evry ipmortant. Gret threm rigth.

"Its great that your skills got you out of a bad situation. And it has to feel great that you could actually use your training in real life."

Thanks! I'm going shy now.

"I'm only pointing these things out because I think fighting for real should be saved as a very last option."

Thats so true. It is far better not to fight for real. You can make the punches miss, yet appear to hit. Or you could dress up in Roman soldiers clothes or something, and re enact some Roman Battle. Like Waterloo or something. You are so right. You could make swords out of toilet paper.

"People that randomly jump out of cars to fight you are unpredictable characters to say the least."

So true. Esspecially if the car is still moving. And they were driving. I make a point of NEVER allighting from a moving tricycle.

[ill_proph]

I am curious if you got that rush after all was said and done or whether it was anticlimatic?...
... Although I was glad it all worked (my teeth were especially glad) it was terribly anticlimactic as I'm not in to decking people.

How was it for you?

Well I'm not very sadistic. Even after he was such a dick I let go of his arm when he gave up. In hindsight, I think I should've broke it or hit him some more. Because of the lack of damage to him, he got up too quick with too much energy. I would've been happier to see him behave solemnly and more respectfully.

I guess it was fun though. My friend thought it was funny. And I guess the guy that got out of the car was saying, "come on guys, do you have to do that here?"

Now, onto the important stuff. Why on Earth would you pull someone into your guard in a street fight if given a choice (which it sounds like you had)????? Dumb, dumb, dumb.

Because of the smell of beer and his sloppy technique I knew I could play the gaurd on him just fine. Also, I had the guilitine so I thought I would try to pull his head off.

Good thing you took his back instead.

I didn't take his back. The second he got his head out I took his arm.

Secondly, why did you even let it escalate to a fight?

It's an idealized concept to always walk from a fight. But I believe that when confronted, fight or flight is optional. I chose to fight. Besides, I'm sure people have warned him about doing that type of stuff to the wrong person. I don't think he'll do that again.

[QUOTE]If you had your buddies and one guy jumps out of the car, why didn't you all step surround him or jump him.../QUOTE]
They were cool enough to alow one on one. That's what I prefer.

...a pistol and shoots you. You're dead. I'm only pointing these things out because I think fighting for real should be saved as a very last option...

As for the danger...I've ran before. I've been jumped by three guys, had a guy make like he was gonna pull a gun on me, and another guy act as if he had a knife behind his back.


But I think you're right. It's just that I just get too pissed. Also, what really pisses me off are all the times I've let people slide when they deserved to get their asses kicked. You know, the "wish I would've decked him fantasy".

But I'll think about how to deal with these things in the future. Possibly I'll settle on a more mature and rational method.

I didn't pull anyone into my guard. But someone did try to pull me, after registering my hands.

Are there a lot of trolls around here?

[RobertG]

[i]Originally posted by ill_proph [/]

Are there a lot of trolls around here? [/B]

Hundreds, if not thousands. Trolls, you stand and fight of course.

[Lizard]

Hey Thai Bri did you see any trolls when you were on your tricycle?

That's the funniest self defense story I've heard in a long time.

[Thai Bri]

I say Sir. Oh yes I damn well jolly stinking well did Sir. Oh Yes! I did. And, do you know what I said? I said "I say" I said. I did, I said "I say" I said. "I say, are you one of them there trolley types?" I said. I did, I said "Are you one of them stinky trolley types?".

And he said "I say" he said. He did, he said "I say" he said. ""Yes I flippin lumme governor I am" he said. Thats what I said he said, and thats what he said.

Then I rode away on my trusty trike. I did.