Have you ever been in a fist fight?

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    Aug 15, 2009 1:57 PM GMT
    Spinning off from the "Can you take the guy above you?" topic:

    Have you ever been in a real fist fight? How did you do?

    I ask because most straight guys take it for granted that the average gay guy has never been in a fight and I am wondering whether that is true.

    Would be interesting to hear from average, run-of-the-mill guys, as opposed to tough guys (ex-Marines, MMA fighters, bouncers, etc.).
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    Aug 15, 2009 2:20 PM GMT
    I've been in a few, I've lost some, I've won some, it's usually dependent on whats at stake for me. If it's about me, I don't really have the desire to fight, but if it's protecting a mate, boyfriend, family, I tend to stay standing even when it's stupid too.
  • jlly_rnchr

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    Aug 15, 2009 2:32 PM GMT
    I was in a very brief fist fight on a school bus once. In like 8th grade, a kid got on the bus, walked up to me, and punched me in the face. I stood up, and punched him in his face. Then the bus driver made us sit up front. That's it.

    I was also choked in the hallway in high school because I was "flirting" with this dude's girlfriend.

    As an adult, I've never been in a real fight, except with my brother, which I don't think should count.
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    Aug 15, 2009 2:33 PM GMT
    Yes.........quickly learned how to defend myself since I grew up with rowdy brothers and cousins and friends.

    The most recent happened about two years ago and the guy was egging me on and I was stupid to throw the first punch. So when the cops came we were both thrown in jail. Sucks.

    BTW....there is no proper or correct way to fight. You kick, slap, punch and bite your way out of trouble anyway you can and get away as fast as you can.

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    Aug 15, 2009 2:42 PM GMT
    jlly_rnchr said

    As an adult, I've never been in a real fight, except with my brother, which I don't think should count.


    If you are both adults and actually trying to do some harm, a fight with your brother definitely counts.
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    Aug 15, 2009 3:05 PM GMT
    Countless fist fights. Won some. Lost some. Being a feminine gay guy, I was a target all through school. I learned how to defend myself. Took martial arts classes, etc. Know I study Tae Kwon Do for fun, fitness and stress relief.

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    Aug 15, 2009 5:46 PM GMT
    As an adult, no. (Since 18 that is, and I'm only 23)

    As a teen only about a few times, and those weren't really fistfights, more like me losing my temper at a joke gone too far and lashing out with a single punch that wasn't reciprocated before we were pulled away from each other. I apologize almost immediately afterward... after cooling down that is. I have a very weird sort of temper. I do not get mad at most stuff that would make other people angry. I have a sort of Temper bank. LOL. When people insult me I add to it unconsciously, when they do something nice I subtract from it. When they finally have enough 'bad points', the last insult will be the straw that breaks the camel's back. And I unleash a kind of anger that is very very hard to control. I have to consciously go somewhere else and pant all the anger out before I could lose the urge to make him hurt really bad. ;d I'm scared even of what I can do in those circumstances, not only to the other guy but to myself.

    As a kid - LOTS. Not only fistfights, but biting, kicking, and swinging heavy objects at people. icon_neutral.gif LOL. I was a favorite target for older antagonizers and several 'rivals' (not quite bullies, more like archenemies), because I did hilarious things when I'm really angry.

    Highlights:

    -Chasing the entire Grade 1 class with a chair when I realized that my nanny left me in the school (first day). Then climbing up a star apple tree and refusing to come down until my nanny or my parents come and get me, much to the consternation of the teachers. Yes I was sorta spoiled, and I was used to always having my younger brother with me. That was the first time we got separated in school (he was still in Kindergarten and in another school).

    -Biting a classmate on the shoulder until he bled. I forgot the reason, but he was one of my archenemies.

    -An all-out fistfight with an arrogant teacher's pet SOB (a kind of evil class clown more like, making teachers laugh at the expense of his classmates). I was reading a book in the middle of the school intramurals and minding my own business. He saw me and started to pick on me about being a 'nerd' and a 'bookworm' and wanting to impress the teachers with my reading a book in the middle of watching a kickball match (which was boring). I think I won that too. ;D

    -A berserker phase with older students. An older kid (waaay older, I was in elementary, he was a junior or senior high school student) would not stop picking on me. Got so mad I chased him around with a beam. Cornering him at a window, I swung it so hard it splintered on the sill, he managed to duck the blow though. That was when I realized that although I very very rarely get mad, and it takes a lot of shit before I do get mad, I really could not control myself when I do. icon_neutral.gif
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    Aug 15, 2009 6:33 PM GMT
    My own record:

    Lots of tussles with my brother as a kid. When we got bigger, and my dad got sick of breaking us up, he bought us boxing gloves and made us go in the backyard and box it out. A few epic and intense battles ensued but the fights got a lot less frequent. It's a lot scarier and much more of a big deal to square off with the gloves on (and your dad watching) than to roll around around the ground getting each other in headlocks and pulling hair.

    A punch-out with a kid at school in 8th grade. Hated each other, mad as hell, punching each other in the face before a teacher broke it up.

    A "friendly" wrestling match in college that got very unfriendly. Turns out wrestling your best friend after a few beers is not necessarily as good an idea as you think. Things get competitive, then you lose your tempers... next thing you know, you're punching and grabbing and generally trying to take each other's heads off.

    Closest thing to a real fight as an adult was in a boxing class. When it came time to spar, I got paired with the only other gay guy in the class. It was supposed to be controlled but I guess we both wanted to prove to the straight guys how tough we were, so about halfway into the first round we started going at it for real. Beat the snot out of each other, to the delight of the straight spectators. Felt bad after, physically and psychologically.
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    Aug 16, 2009 3:24 AM GMT



    I've been known to carry a CAN OF WHOOP ASS!
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    Aug 16, 2009 3:26 AM GMT
    in my youth, yes... many times... and never won a single one in my life.
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    Aug 16, 2009 3:39 AM GMT
    Christian73 saidCountless fist fights. Won some. Lost some. Being a feminine gay guy, I was a target all through school. I learned how to defend myself. Took martial arts classes, etc. Know I study Tae Kwon Do for fun, fitness and stress relief.



    good for you!
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    Aug 16, 2009 3:43 AM GMT
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    Christian73 saidCountless fist fights. Won some. Lost some. Being a feminine gay guy, I was a target all through school. I learned how to defend myself. Took martial arts classes, etc. Know I study Tae Kwon Do for fun, fitness and stress relief.



    good for you!


    I also hung out with the most badass girls in junior high and high school. After a while, no one even thought of fucking with me lest they provoke the female rage.
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    Aug 16, 2009 3:54 AM GMT
    Yes, in 8th grade...with the guy I would consider my first boyfriend...right before we started the special phase of that friendship...it lasted 1 minute and then we never fought again. Probably the result of the tension around our mutual interest - and both of us feared we'd get found out. We had just gotten off the bus together, and, it wasn't really my stop. Hehe.
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    Aug 16, 2009 4:03 PM GMT
    A bully and his two pals gave me about 3 weeks of Hell when I was a kid - hijacking me for my lunch money on my way to school. I refused to pay one day and got the crap beat out of me - you know, my books taken and strewn around, me bruised and knocked down. Over Easter vacation my grandfather got a punching bag and gloves and he went to work teaching little Gregg how to box. We worked hard and by the first day back to school I was ready. I did just as I was told - marched up to the main bully, dropped my books, wound up and hit the guy as hard as I could right between his eyes. He fell down, shocked - as were his two side kicks - who began running for a teacher. The bully never bothered me again. Suddenly my stock in the other kids' eyes went through the roof. Lesson learned: Sometimes you have to fight it out when all the niceness and negotiations with evil people just don't cut it.icon_smile.gif
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    Aug 16, 2009 5:00 PM GMT
    Jockbod48 saidA bully and his two pals gave me about 3 weeks of Hell when I was a kid - hijacking me for my lunch money on my way to school. I refused to pay one day and got the crap beat out of me - you know, my books taken and strewn around, me bruised and knocked down. Over Easter vacation my grandfather got a punching bag and gloves and he went to work teaching little Gregg how to box. We worked hard and by the first day back to school I was ready. I did just as I was told - marched up to the main bully, dropped my books, wound up and hit the guy as hard as I could right between his eyes. He fell down, shocked - as were his two side kicks - who began running for a teacher. The bully never bothered me again. Suddenly my stock in the other kids' eyes went through the roof. Lesson learned: Sometimes you have to fight it out when all the niceness and negotiations with evil people just don't cut it.icon_smile.gif


    You are my hero.
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    Aug 16, 2009 6:55 PM GMT
    Jockbod48 saidA bully and his two pals gave me about 3 weeks of Hell when I was a kid - hijacking me for my lunch money on my way to school. I refused to pay one day and got the crap beat out of me - you know, my books taken and strewn around, me bruised and knocked down. Over Easter vacation my grandfather got a punching bag and gloves and he went to work teaching little Gregg how to box. We worked hard and by the first day back to school I was ready. I did just as I was told - marched up to the main bully, dropped my books, wound up and hit the guy as hard as I could right between his eyes. He fell down, shocked - as were his two side kicks - who began running for a teacher. The bully never bothered me again. Suddenly my stock in the other kids' eyes went through the roof. Lesson learned: Sometimes you have to fight it out when all the niceness and negotiations with evil people just don't cut it.icon_smile.gif


    I had a very similar experience in junior high. There were three guys who were constantly calling me names, pushing me around, and, worst of all, hiding my sketch book in art class. One day, I decided not to take it anymore. I got up to sharpen my pencil and when I returned my sketchbook was gone. I saw red, leaped across the table and attacked the ringleader. I would say that actual fight was a draw - it was broken up - but like Jockbod I went from being a put-upon "fairy" to a school hero. It made the rest of my time in 8th Grade much easier.
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    Aug 16, 2009 7:07 PM GMT
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    Jockbod48 saidA bully and his two pals gave me about 3 weeks of Hell when I was a kid - hijacking me for my lunch money on my way to school. I refused to pay one day and got the crap beat out of me - you know, my books taken and strewn around, me bruised and knocked down. Over Easter vacation my grandfather got a punching bag and gloves and he went to work teaching little Gregg how to box. We worked hard and by the first day back to school I was ready. I did just as I was told - marched up to the main bully, dropped my books, wound up and hit the guy as hard as I could right between his eyes. He fell down, shocked - as were his two side kicks - who began running for a teacher. The bully never bothered me again. Suddenly my stock in the other kids' eyes went through the roof. Lesson learned: Sometimes you have to fight it out when all the niceness and negotiations with evil people just don't cut it.icon_smile.gif


    I had a very similar experience in junior high. There were three guys who were constantly calling me names, pushing me around, and, worst of all, hiding my sketch book in art class. One day, I decided not to take it anymore. I got up to sharpen my pencil and when I returned my sketchbook was gone. I saw red, leaped across the table and attacked the ringleader. I would say that actual fight was a draw - it was broken up - but like Jockbod I went from being a put-upon "fairy" to a school hero. It made the rest of my time in 8th Grade much easier.


    You guys are to be admired. This kind of thing is exactly what needs to happen and can be a real game-changer in a gay kid's life.
  • HtotheOMO

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    May 29, 2012 1:12 PM GMT
    Back in the 4th grade there was this girl that would always harass me for no reason what's so ever looking back on it now I believe she did it out of self hate seeing as she was deaf and was always called ugly by our classmates.

    Anyway this girl would always hit me and put me down,I never did anything about it because I always thought if I hit a girl cops would appear out of the fat of the air and haul me off to jail,but this particular morning my mother had droped me off and had seen what happened,she demanded I hit her back but I was frozen in fear so she stands behind me and grabs my hands and controls me like a puppet making me punch the girl,after that she would always smile at me and ask hows my mom lol
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    May 29, 2012 1:32 PM GMT
    I have too many times to remember and almost always won. Most memorable was 4 months ago in Afghanistan..I won.
  • Karl

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    May 29, 2012 1:33 PM GMT
    I have , but it's a long time ago when I was a high school student.
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    May 29, 2012 1:43 PM GMT
    Yes but it was brother who I was always fighting. Now that we've been grown he even brought it up during a family discussion a couple weeks ago.

    I don't remember it but he claims that he got me so upset I hit him so hard he was out cold with a bloody face, three missing teeth, and a black eye. I apologized to him though because I love him and didn't mean to hurt him if I did as he insists. I'm not really violent or that much of a fighter.
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    May 29, 2012 2:01 PM GMT
    Fights are for the birds! They are viscous I tell you!!!

    I have been in a couple. How did I do? Well, everyone loses when you fight (unless for your job or sport). In the end, you realize how petty it was and how achy you feel for a while.

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    May 29, 2012 2:14 PM GMT
    Fists, sticks, stones, objects, knives, guns, etc...it's all fun and games till somebody gets hurt. Then it's time to go home and have a drink.
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    May 29, 2012 2:23 PM GMT
    Because of my job I've been in several fights... I can usually hold my own, but my last one didn't go so well. Fractured my knee and 3 ribs while up against a 6'2", 250 lb, blackbelt in karate.
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    May 29, 2012 2:38 PM GMT
    Due to karate I normally get into fights twice a week for sparring training and preparation for tournaments

    but as for street fighting the last time that happened was about 6 years ago. This silly gang DUSA(dangerous unpredictable street assassin) was starting trouble and about 5 of them tried to jump my friend in front of the program office and I came to his rescue. We whooped their asses lol

    but even then it was very rare for a fight to defuse tension. People are ready to kill for revenge so I don't fuck around with people and wont provoke a fight until i feel my life is being threatened