Have you ever been in a fist fight?

[Turkey22]

Mostly when I was younger. I was picked on a lot at an early age, but I only got in one fight because of that (the guy said some nasty stuff about my mom, so I bruised his skull). The next one (also in Jr high) I got pushed into a wall and it really hurt my arm so I turned and smashed a kid in the eye. It almost swelled shut. The last one was in HS. It was at a week long camp and some kid was pissin me off the whole time. Then he challenged me to fight and he kept coming closer to me until he grabbed my arm. I just pulled back and nailed him in the face and he dropped like a stone.

 

[BudAshes]

some pretty good fight stories, keep em coming.

 

[DrPizza]

Nope. Had someone sucker punch me in a bar once... I straightened him out without throwing a punch.
Otherwise, never been in one, never will be in one, and if I am, it won't be a fist fight...
Tae Kwon Do training: principle attack is with the foot. So, if the other guy manages to land a punch, it'll be a fist - foot foot foot foot incapacitated opponent fight.

 

[IHateMyJob2004]

Got sucker punched in 6th grade. only "real fight" I ever had. Kid is dead now, so I'll call it even.

 

[TheNinja]

I think you can probably guess my answer!

 

[The Green Bean]

had a few before... Only a couple of bleeding heads/faces

 

[geecee]

Been in a few. The only one on ones were before high school (when you're generally not going to seriously hurt anyone or get hurt, at least in my time ). The ones I've been involved in since high school were generally to try and break up (or help out in) fights that friends got into. Since graduating college (a long long time ago ) and entering the "real world", I can't say that I've been anywhere near a fist fight.

The best non-fight I've ever been involved in was at a local bar while I was in college. This big 6'4-ish, 250-300 lb-ish guy shoved me out of his way (I was standing in the aisle next to the bar talking to a couple of friends who were seated on barstools at the bar). He must have tossed me about 5-6 feet from where I was standing. Having had a few beers and being a bit more courageous than I should have been, I got up and walked back to where he was standing and told him that if he wanted me to move, all he had to do was ask politely and I would have got out of his way. I then "demanded" an apology. To my surprise (and probably everyone else's), he said he was sorry and didn't know what had gotten into him. He asked if we were cool and I told him "Sure." and he left. Thinking back, I'm not sure if I would've done that again, but it certainly worked out!