steve1978
Well-Known Member
right first things first. when i fight i win. i used to love fighting but never like a coward, i'm talking about one on one fists only no kicking when their down. proper fighting. and i tell you one thing i thought i would never lose. untill i did! i was at work one night ( i work as a ticket tout outside a club) and the guy i worked with said something to a girl in spanish who misunderstood and took offence. 2 mins later her boyfriend who was fucking huge came round the cornwer and grabbed this guys throat. me being who i am thought it was a bit out of order so i went to just grab his arm at this point whack! the fucker punched me right in the mouth. i wasnt having that so off we went. all was well and i was giving as good as i got then it broke up and this guys on the other side of the road saying how hes going to batter me etc etc. pumped up coz of my previos relative success i crossed the road. mistake. lol this fucker got me with the sweetest punch you could imagine. i've been hit hundreds of times and never felt pain. this hurt. i was wandering in the road (fuck knows how i didnt hit the ground) and just kinda wandered off. i learnt many lessons that night. one that most doorman are pussys. the night i was working there were 2 doorman working with me but because this guy was huge they didnt want to know. and second, big cunts dont just fall harder they hit hard too! lol. anyway i went home and was violently sick for about a hour (concussion) went to bed and woke up like the elephant man. i was in hospital for a week with a broken cheek bone and a fractured eye socket. the doctor suspected that i was hit with a brick/knuckle duster. i actually got more respect for being man enough to fight this massive guy and losing than i ever have for all the fight i won! strange. lol