re: Who has been in a serious fist/street fight

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The drunk arse crazy ptsd ridden bar owner attacked me, for whatever reason, and I put him on the ground, not really wanting to fight.

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If someone attacks you, you don't just put them on the ground. You beat the frick out of them so they are in no shape to go get a gun.

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Damn

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Yep

Actually, one of the most violent ... I think I was home on leave, probably late 78 or so. I was partying hard shite faced drunk in 50 cent drafts in this bar named Group Therapy in 5 Points, in Columbia, on campus.

I was sitting by this gal in nursing school trying to score some tail .... blonde named Robin. I was getting up from the table to go get two more beers and this guy slams into me .... I drop the mugs and shove him off and he hits me with two quick stinging jabs in my left eye.

I shake it off and laugh and say "okay mother fricker let's go."

That meant the alley outside.

I was surprised he followed along because, at that time, I was known for slaughtering assclowns. Come to find out later ... so was he. I had heard about him from this accounting major buddy of mine from New Jersey named Joe Thompson. This guy I was about to throw down with was from NYC .... his name was Donnie Gordon and he had transfered from the Citadel to play ball .... baseball. He was really good friends with a buddy I had played ball with (football) a transfer (QB) from Bama named Skip Ramsey. (His Dad later became famous for taking a stroke at Bobby Bowden down in Tallahassee on the field after the game.)

So anyways .... Donnie wasn't aware that he was about to throw down with me, and I wasn't aware that I was about to throw down with him, but we were headed to the alley beside Group Therapy and there was a crowd following us out of the bar.

I turned and he popped me twice more .... and I hit him with a hard right hook to the temple that was normally my one punch knockout ... but he stayed up, although he staggered.

He hit me with two more shots and I knew my nose was pouring blood. He was quick and he was accurate and his jabs felt like a horse kicking me in the face.

But I knew I could take the pain and I could give a shite about the bleeding and swelling .... all I thought about was knocking him out and then scarring him badly. I told him I intended to drag him down and throw him in the river.

We exchanged some wicked shots but I was zeroed in on his left eye and his left temple and I finally got in a shot that sounded like meat hitting pavement .... solid hard right hook to his temple. I temporarily blinded him and went in for the kill. He was bleeding badly and he yelled for help from a couple of his baseball buddies.

Two of my football buddies grabbed me and pulled me off after I got one more shot in behind his left ear.

I fought many many more violent fights, hands and feet, knives and guns, afterwards. But that fight with Donnie was a good slugfest .... I respected him afterwards, after we both sobbered up. I ran into him a couple of days later at Stuffy's before heading back to Bragg. Both of our faces with swollen and black and blue .... he said I was the first guy to ever beat him.

I could believe that. He was a surgical puncher and man he could take a punch.

I think he went on to play in the majors .... I think for the Yankees. Then I heard he coached college ball somewhere. He was an a-hole, but I liked and respected him for going toe to toe with me at a time when I was literally annihilating all comers .... in the badlands of Fayettenam NC. (Haye St at Bragg)

I wouldn't mind talking with Donnie again ... if he's still alive. We left a lot of blood in that alley that night ... but it was an old school slugfest.

True story.

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Alley of what, that one gas station?

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To be fair, they do have a strip mall with Marlins Pizza as well.

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And if you shoot a guy over a treat of getting hit in the face, first off your a piece big pussy. And Secondly your going to jail!

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I'm never going to be the aggressor so I have every right to defend myself however I please if someone decides to frick with me unprovoked and it doesn't matter where.

You are completely wrong. I might go to jail in a place like Minnesota but not in Mississippi.

Stand-your-ground law says hold my fricking dick bitch.

Sunuvabitch I can't believe I found this in the baseball wiki complete with a picture of him.

Weird

I was wrong, he didn't play for the Yankees.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Gordon_(baseball)

Have a traffic tip?

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Douglas?

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No. Initials J.O. Just looked him up and saw Edwards pardoned him on his way out of office after 25 years behind bars (or since the incident).

It was interesting to see a Facebook profile made by his family a decade ago with their side of the story and why the case was flawed.

It further drives home the need to avoid street fights.

I was a bouncer for about 8 years in my 20's. I got stabbed once in the leg, had a bottle smashed of my head ( bottle didn't break). I still remember the last time I punched someone. My brother's 30th birthday because a drunk guy pulled a knife on him for fricking his GF. Good times

Fighting is dangerous these days

I prefer to keep it regulation or get to serious business