When were you last in a physical fight ??? I think it is 10 years to the day. I am now 42. I did ok but I think probably lost a split decision . A bit of drink involved too .
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1995 in Manhattan. Heading home after work (barman in Red Lion Bleeker st), drink and smoke onboard, got out of taxi, 4 black lads were sitting on the steps up to the entrance of my apartment. I circled the block around 49/50th on west side (not nice neighbourhood at the time) in the hope they would move on. They didnāt. I walked up to the steps asked them to move aside and let me pass. āOr what whiteyā was the response. I knew the area well and knew what was in for me no matter what I said. āOr Iāll kick your black holes back up to the Bronxā, I threw a swift kick to the lads face in front of me, legged it to the door. Woke up in Stuyvesant Hospital.
Probably not a fight really I suppose.
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Good yarn though.
Thereās 3 pubs in laytown, where I reside and Iām barred from the lot. The locals there are a strange shower. 2 of them for fighting (I didnāt start) and the most recent barring offence was for jumping and shouting (pissed) at mcleans goal v Austriaā¦i shit you not
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Are you a bit of a loose cannon, mate?
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Inter cert 1985. Myself and this lad just didnāt get on. There had been niggles since first year. Both of us on the school hurling team. Came to blows after training one evening when I called him a selfish cunt. Canāt even remember who won. We were best men at each others weddings.
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That never happened.
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Yes mate, if I get a boxā¦
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gay
Iāve always been a pacifist.
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You seem sound enough to me, pal.
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Thinly veiled he boxed the head off me
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Outside Searsons a month ago after the new Zealand game. Some d4 gimp wearing chinos that were too short for him and a pink turtle kneck got sent home with tea in his cup.
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- I was coerced into playing for an interfirms football team.
Without giving too much detail Iād turn up at training sullen and sulky at the thought of being told if I wanted to play on the hurling, Iād have to also play football.
Anyway during one training session I was put marking a little slip of a lad, a Galway county senior footballer, he wasnāt up to my shoulder but was roasting me in mid.
He was sniggering at me too. Fuck it says I if he passes me again Iāll flatten him, I duly took the legs out from under him when the next ball came in. I thought as he hit the ground heād never get up, the wiry little cunt, he fucking bounced right up and nearly took my head right off with a right hook. I was dazed and trying to get my bearings as the various departments and counties duly took their opportunity to settle old scores against their teammates.
Yer man still managed to get another few digs at me in the chaos of the melee. The cunt.
As the manger ushered/ linked/carried me away he conceded that it might be best if I didnāt bother with the football again that year.
I decided that night that putting a junior A footballer against a county player was silly
and assuming small lads were easy was also silly.
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Probably
sound bud. and you are a top top man
It sounds like you kicked the shit out of Forrest Gump. I hope youāre proud of yourself.
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