Jay, I have seen and been in some good ones.
When I worked at Ken Lance Sports arena I was 19 years old, and the first really big fight I saw, I was right in the middle of. It was a cowboy bar, and the fight got started in the parking lot at about 2:00 am, and went off and on till 4:00. I think I locked horns with 5 or 6 different people that night, knocked one kid out by slamming him on the ground, lost my shirt, and a little hair. It was a scene. There were probably a hundred people in the fight, it really looked like something you would see in a Western movie where the whole saloon starts fighting. Pretty cool to see.
A little blood and guts. This one is breif but bloody. We are in the parking lot trying to break up a fight, when this dumbfuck grabs one of my bouncers, I pulled the guy off, shoved him away, and told him to take off. Well as I said he was a dumbfuck, and decided that he wanted to get involved again. I decided this guy needed to go to sleep, and I grabbed him from behind in a great choke. Now remember, I am short, so I had to pull him to me a bit, and he, not wanting to be choked out, shoves backward, trying to make both of us fall, and at the same time starts to bite me on the wrist. I quickly decided that I was not fond of getting bit, and that I damn sure was not going to wind up on bottom if we fell, so I whipped him around, put the back of his head in my chest, and dove forward, driving his face into this big ass rock we had sitting in the gravel parking lot. That dude lost every tooth between his canines on top. He came up spitting chicklets out, but decided that he had had enough and went home.
There were a couple of people that I knocked out that I thought I had killed. Pretty scary stuff, thought I was going to have to move to Mexico and change my name to Jose.
One more and I will let it go for now. My wife had come to the bar on new years eve about 5 years ago, so I was 21 or 22. I was breaking up a fight on the dance floor, and I was interrupted in my duties, so I did a turning jumping migari kick, which planted the dude on his ass, and left a really cool Doc Martin print across his chest on his yellow shirt. Well my wife wanted to see the action and was pushing through the crowd to watch me fight. Unbeknownst to me at the time, while she was trying to get to me, she got into it with this really tall fucker in an OU hat. He shoves her and calls her a bitch. She lips off to him, and he lips back, and things went from bad to worse. After my very brief fight on the dance floor, I instructed the other bouncers to drag my buddy in the yellow shirt outside, along with the guys whose fight I was breaking up. I politely asked them if they wanted to roll, at which time all 3 decided to go home.
When I get back in the bar, my wife is in tears and is freaking out talking about this prick who had shoved her. I turned my hat around backward and told her to point him out to me. Now at this point I decided to be diplomatic about it, and just let the guy go if he aplologized. After we found him, I asked him if he recognized her, he said yes, I asked him if he wanted to apologize for pushing her and calling her a bitch. He apologized, but that was not good enough for my wife, she starts in on him with "where is all that tough talk now, fucker, you were a bad-ass, pushing me around when my husband was not here" at which point he decided to say, "fuck you", well, he was standing to my left, and she was standing to my right, and between fuck and you, I hit him with a hook hand, trying to hit him in the throat. Because of the strobe lights, my aim was a little bit off, and it is good for all concerned that it was, because I would have torn his windpipe all to hell, but instead I hit him on the collarbone, and caused this guy to turn a complete flip over a bar table, and land on his feet, still holding his beer, which had poured all over him in the flip. He did not stay on this feet long, though, and I got him on his back, and proceeded to feed him knuckle sandwiches. A couple of new bouncers we had just hired for the night, and did not know me real well cam up and grabbed my arms and pulled me to the side, so I was forced to improvise and began raining axe kicks down on this guy 5 or 6 times until they were able to drag me away. I wish I had a video of this guy turning that flip and landing on his feet, I swear it was one of the coolest things I have ever seen.
I will throw in another one here and there, but as you can see they take up a lot of room, so I will be sparing with them. But remind me sometimes, I have a few good ones involving knives, guns, and shit.
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