How old were you when you had your first real fight?

5 I was Kung Fu fighting
 
I'm one of 4 boys and I am also a twin.... so I came out the womb fighting.
 
In 8th grade I got my ass kicked by 5 burnouts because I got caught having sex w the leaders gf while he was out suspended for having weed in his locker.

Then I spent the next several years re-enacting a Steven Segal movie exacting revenge on 4 of the 5 over the next several years one at a time.

You'll never get me now AND I got that weed back! :wink:
 
You'll never get me now AND I got that weed back! :wink:

Me and that guy became friends the next school year. I got assigned to sit next to him in social studies. I was scared. He was the only one who didn’t jump me that day (he just kind of cornered me so the others could swing on me). Then he made a completely random funny comment out loud to the teacher about those microfiche things we used to look at for news —

“Tastes like tuna smells like fiche!”

And I laughed so loud about it that I got in trouble too. So we became friends in detention.
 
So many its hard to tell when it all started. My dad used to wrestle with me so I became a little aggressive and wouldn't take much from anyone. So the first boy that messed with me in maybe 2nd grade I jumped on him. I dont think I won.

Fights were a regular part of growing up for me back then. Working on a farm picking produce and tobbacco by hand with numerous other boys my age made for a lot of conflict. Fights happened all the time. The adults kinda shrugged it off as typical boy stuff.

The last one I was during that 1-10 season GT had in 1993 or 1994 in the stands vs NC State at home. Some drunk ass frat boys were messing with my friends girlfriend and we got into a brawl with them.
 
Last fight was 10th grade. Guy was just an asshole to me all the time, for no reason. We were standing off before class, teacher walked into the room and told us to sit down. Other guy sat down, I jumped him. Landed about 5 punches before he got up and headlocked me. By then two other guys had broken us up.
Similar story. Freshman year. Health class. 5th period - right after lunch. Starting TE on the freshman football team was way bigger than I was and thought he could bully me to show off to his buddies.

I had already taken a seat in class as kids were filing in and the bigshot stepped up to me, stood over me and told me to get out of his seat. I ignored him. He repeated his command with a louder voice. I looked up at him, rolled my eyes at him, and proceeded to mind my own business. He got flustered and flung my books on the floor - thinking I'd get up to get them and he'd steal my seat. Didn't happen. Then he grabbed my arm and tried to rip me out of "his" seat. In one swift motion I lunged at him and launched him backwards over the desks behind him. I stood over him with the flames of hell shooting out of my eyes and exclaimed "alright, let's fucking go!" Bigshot TE was absolutely stunned and disoriented. An assistant principal happened to be outside the classroom door; he and the Health teacher rushed in and got between us before Bigshot TE peeled himself off the classroom floor. I spent the rest of that week in ISS. So did he. But that was the last time he messed with me.
 
Similar story. Freshman year. Health class. 5th period - right after lunch. Starting TE on the freshman football team was way bigger than I was and thought he could bully me to show off to his buddies.

I had already taken a seat in class as kids were filing in and the bigshot stepped up to me, stood over me and told me to get out of his seat. I ignored him. He repeated his command with a louder voice. I looked up at him, rolled my eyes at him, and proceeded to mind my own business. He got flustered and flung my books on the floor - thinking I'd get up to get them and he'd steal my seat. Didn't happen. Then he grabbed my arm and tried to rip me out of "his" seat. In one swift motion I lunged at him and launched him backwards over the desks behind him. I stood over him with the flames of hell shooting out of my eyes and exclaimed "alright, let's fucking go!" Bigshot TE was absolutely stunned and disoriented. An assistant principal happened to be outside the classroom door; he and the Health teacher rushed in and got between us before Bigshot TE peeled himself off the classroom floor. I spent the rest of that week in ISS. So did he. But that was the last time he messed with me.
The guy I fought, he and I actually became good friends after that. We hung out together until graduation. Nobody else ever messed with me.
 
The guy I fought, he and I actually became good friends after that. We hung out together until graduation. Nobody else ever messed with me.
That bigshot TE actually became the boyfriend of a co-worker when I was in my 20's and I had a couple of interactions with him. Those were awkward moments. Dude was a low-level appliance salesman at a small time appliance store. He made it big!
 
That bigshot TE actually became the boyfriend of a co-worker when I was in my 20's and I had a couple of interactions with him. Those were awkward moments. Dude was a low-level appliance salesman at a small time appliance store. He made it big!
I've never gone to any reunions but it would be fun to see what happened to all those "peaked in High School" folks.
 
Similar story. Freshman year. Health class. 5th period - right after lunch. Starting TE on the freshman football team was way bigger than I was and thought he could bully me to show off to his buddies.

I had already taken a seat in class as kids were filing in and the bigshot stepped up to me, stood over me and told me to get out of his seat. I ignored him. He repeated his command with a louder voice. I looked up at him, rolled my eyes at him, and proceeded to mind my own business. He got flustered and flung my books on the floor - thinking I'd get up to get them and he'd steal my seat. Didn't happen. Then he grabbed my arm and tried to rip me out of "his" seat. In one swift motion I lunged at him and launched him backwards over the desks behind him. I stood over him with the flames of hell shooting out of my eyes and exclaimed "alright, let's fucking go!" Bigshot TE was absolutely stunned and disoriented. An assistant principal happened to be outside the classroom door; he and the Health teacher rushed in and got between us before Bigshot TE peeled himself off the classroom floor. I spent the rest of that week in ISS. So did he. But that was the last time he messed with me.
What is ISS?
 
Just remember.

The only fight you ever win is the fight you're never in.
 
We were just paddled.

I was only suspended for fighting in 12th grade for 3 days. I would rather have been paddled - Mom made me paint the trim on the house.
I was suspended for a week in 12th grade too, but it wasn't for fighting, it was for splicing an "Easter egg" sound clip of "Put Her in the Buck" by 2 Live Crew into a school project that some freshmen found. :evil:
 
We were just paddled.

I was only suspended for fighting in 12th grade for 3 days. I would rather have been paddled - Mom made me paint the trim on the house.
We got paddled up until about 8th grade for some stuff. Other stuff, we got out of school suspension, or in-school, where you went to one particular classroom for the entire day and did busywork. It was mainly a way to keep the problem kids from disturbing the rest of their class.

8th Grade for me was 1983-84, something may have changed in federal regs to prohibit paddling. Prior to that, we could get it even for something as simple as not doing homework. I got paddled every day in 3rd grade for not doing my english grammar assignments, but I always aced the tests...after which I got paddled on suspicion of cheating
 
Just remember.

The only fight you ever win is the fight you're never in.
I gotta call bullshit on this one. I know several Marines that won fights with me and mine. Wasn't even close. It was like a cat playing with a stupid, very stupid, and I mean a bless his heart stupid mouse.
 
1 first day of 7th grade this boy was making disparaging remarks about a group of us that came from a different Elementary School and he called one of us a redneck so I proceeded to show him just how redneck we were and I punched him in the nose bloodied it and got sent to the principal's office
 
1 first day of 7th grade this boy was making disparaging remarks about a group of us that came from a different Elementary School and he called one of us a redneck so I proceeded to show him just how redneck we were and I punched him in the nose bloodied it and got sent to the principal's office

 
The best part was 1. He got schooled by a girl
2. He never lived it down
3. Nobody fucked with me after that..I was 4'11 until 9th grade and 5' even when I graduated from highschool
 
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