How did it start?
Flirtatious woman. Me telling her boyfriend to fuck off.
Went outside as the bar closed no bother and next thing I know he’s squaring up to me.
This I can handle. Some drunk Lincoln Park yuppie isn’t going to last long. I ignore his assertions that I was trying to take his woman and try to walk away. He follows after me screaming. I turn back to him with my hands open and next thing I know his mate just smacks me from the side. Tears a welt out of my face and knocks me onto a car. I’m very much out of sorts. My friend jumps in the way and runs interference which basically saves me from being very badly beaten as this lad was coming for me.
So I get my bearings and go right for his knee. Take him out at the knee, grab him by the hair and put everything I have into a full knee to the face. I hear the crunch so I know his nose and maybe some teeth are gone. He starts flaling at me with his right hand (grabbed my nipple to be exact) so I try to break his fingers. I manage to break at least one (I think) and then he goes down. Before I can start kicking him in the body to end it, the original boyfriend hits me right in the back of the head. My friend is no fighter so he’s out of it. I’m on my knees from the blow and in trouble. I roll and do my best to get onto my feet expecting some kicks and/or punches. Fortunately nothing happens as his girlfriend or whatever she was gets in front of him.
I get up, see that his mate is in bits and no danger to anyone. My friend is ok but shaken so I decide to bolt before the police come.
Ugly and silly but all in all I was lucky. Really lucky.
4 stiches below the eye and one hell of a black eye and a bloody eye.
Still, would love to go back and finish off the git who started it.
Sorry about the rugby, sounds like a nasty injury!