The aftermath of my street fight against three

barbarasummers wrote: »

When out one night I made a trip on my own out of the bar, to the ATM down the street. (I'm a guy) There were these 3 fellas of about 17/18 years old, in tracksuits walking from the opposite direction. I didn't notice them until they were quite near. I didn't really make much of an effort to move out of their way, and as I walked through the middle of them, the fella trailing behind gave me a light slap on the arm, like as if to say 'know your place'. I turned around to a very defiant thug-like expression on his face. He was probably expecting me to, at worst, push him or something.

But instead I landed him a decent punch square in the face. He starting swinging his arms fast around in circles, in a threatening way. I didn't know whether to laugh, or feel threatened. It looked sort of like a bluff to make himself look intimidating, as was most likely quite surprised. At this point in time I could of got out of there, as I don't think his friends had even seen what happened. I might of even had to sort of back down, but 'so what' you'd think.

Well I didn't view it that way at the time. Instead I had to fight. I was important for me not to back down, especially seeing as they were younger. Initially it seemed as if the other two were calling him back, as if they were telling him to cop on. A second one of them came back, and I was throwing punches at him now. I knew that the last fella to walk back would be the best fighter. By the time all three of them came in on me, I was over-powered and backed away. I still didn't feel in great danger even though I was outnumbered. I guess I wanted to see what would happen. As they were now sort of separated, I targeted in heavily on one guy. The dominant guy then took charge. We traded some very hard punches, but it seemed as if we blocked each others very well.

Shortly after this all three were around me. I remember nothing happened for a whole second or two, while everybody held that boxing stance. I remember thinking, "they're definitely threatened by me". They then all stared boxing, and I was completely over-powered. I began backing away. I knew I wouldn't fall down, but just because I didn't fall down, didn't mean that I didn't take a good beating. It was only when the final few punches were thrown that I actually thought "okay that's it, I might have a few bruises on my face tomorrow". I then felt a hand grab me by the arm from behind, and pull me aside. It was the security guard of a fast food joint.

I'm certain that the only one who got the shiner on his face, was when the very first punch was thrown. It's amazing how little punching can do once people are on guard. But all in all, it was stupid of me, and not a very good memory. This made me realise the many foibles in my character. And perhaps something like this was inevitable. But I'd rather get my ass kicked by three nerds my own age then by three younger.

What annoys me about this is that, throughout the whole event, I didn't once speak, or try use my authority against them. Once I realised I was going to lose, I could have yelled out "enough" and made it seem like they were randomly attacking a defenceless person. It's well known that only the scum of the Earth are the ones that fight on the street. If it were someone that were actually worth competing with, or someone I despised, it'd have been different. But these guys, I had absolutely nothing in common with. You might say that that sort are looking for a fight anyway, but I bet they didn't even know what to make of it. I many ways, it takes a man not to fight.

I guess I've a good few memories of times I where throwing a punch might have been effective, as opposed to wasting my breathe exchanging insults. However those memories are now quite old. I can't think of many examples in recent years of where throwing a punch would be the best thing to do. Once you get to a certain age, it just looks immature.

I initially thought there's no point in getting the gardia involved, as I threw the first punch. I took a few blows to my left ear. Although I'd none of the usual symptoms, other than pain, I had a bit of a bad feeling about it. The doc said all was good and it's healed up since. But after noticing a light ringing in that ear (12 days later), I'm just beginning to rethink things. It's something I just don't want to deal with right now, but if I'm to go to the guards I'd want to act fast. They'd never see that I threw the first punch as the footage outside the fast food store would only show me being attacked. But could they even identify them anyway? Would the guards love an excuse to convict these thugs? On the other hand, it would bring up a few other issues that I'd have to address that I'd be quite ashamed of.

I've gained absolutely nothing from this, only a bad memory that'll probably make me less likely to fight should I ever actually need to. If ever the time does come to fight, there probably won't be anywhere near the danger anyway.

barbarasummers wrote: »

So you're saying they attacked me for no reason?
So I should be grateful that they're not.

barbarasummers wrote: »

So you're saying they attacked me for no reason?
So I should be grateful that they're not. They wouldn't be the sort to report it. They're knackers, remember. They're not likely to report it considering they won, and considering they were wanna be gangsters out looking for trouble anyway!

barbarasummers wrote: »

They were walking three a breast, and I didn't see them UNtil the last moment. I actually think I said excuse as I passed through. Don't pretend you know exactly how it happened. I merely said they were wearing tracksuit pants to try give you a sense of what sort they were. Sorry I can't be more politically correct then saying knackers!