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Well, let's start from the beginning. As you all know, I went to school in Buffalo last year for one year, and for those that I talked to about it, you also know the wonderful debaucherous times I had in downtown Buffalo! It was quite the step up from the dirty South Bend to say the least. So, knowing of the fun times that I have had down there I decided to go there for New Years. I was accompanied by a few others also. My girlfriend Nicole, and her friends Sarah and Andrea. Two others met us down there, Brooke and her boyfriend Randy. Nicole and Sarah and Brooke have all been to the wonderfulness that is Buffalo on any given weekend way back in the Spring when Nicole and I just started dating.
Anyway...
We left around 1:30 in the afternoon from the house in Hamilton where I currently reside with Nicole and 5 other girls (NO, it's not anywhere close to as good as you may think...girls are gross!!! I'll just leave it at that!) We didn't make the complete trip in one drive becuase we stopped off at a Ralph Lauren store in Niagara Falls. I purchased my girlfriend Nicole a long sleeve green polo and a short sleeve dark blue one. She got those for Christmas. We dont' have those stores in Canada up where I am, so I drew them in a card for her and told her that I would get them for her when we went across for the New Year celebrations. I also got her a ART NOW book discussing modern and postmodern art of the new millenia, an Andy Warhol notebook and this kick ass Andy Warhol purse/bag that has a collage of some of his pop art ont he outside of it (but she got those on Christmas). I got a kick ass iPod Nano.
So we arrive in Buffalo and go to my old roommates new house to have a few pregame drinks before we go out. Here are a couple pics of the time at the house.
This is me, Ricky (aka: 6' 2"), and my old roommate Mike (aka: I can squat 400lbs)
This is my girlfriend Nicole in the pink and her friend Sarah in the black.
Ok...so not only do we just have 6' 2" and Mike around, there is also an old roommate of mine, Matt, who can probably squat and bench about 300lbs...he's quite ripped, a 6' 6", 220 giant with a kids face, and one of his friends. So all in all there are 4 girls and 7 guys inclduing myself. (Trust me...this is important stuff later on). *Side note* I'm not sure if you all know this, but last spring my team got into a huge bench clearing brawl with the University of Buffalo in which everyone in the game was kicked out...everyone except my old roommate Matt. However, the main incident occurred when a guy on the other team bowled over our catcher. Our benches emptied immediately because there was a shitload of animosity already with this team and I think everyone was just on edge waiting for the fianl straw. Our catcher got back up and shoved him. Mike happened to be on the mound (he fucking plugged the guy during that at bat because he was being a dick all game!). After our catcher kinda shoved him Mike charged and absolutely laid this guy out. I mean like he picked him up and fucking body slammed him. It was awesome cause it happened right in front of me when I was running in for the kill. It was even a underline on the ESPN newscasts!!!
On to more of the story...
So we all ultimately decide to go downtown for midnight. Apparently Buffalo has one the biggest outdoor parties in all of North America for this. They even have a ball drop! I say apparently because we never actually made it to the ball drop even though that was our intention. It was pouring outside and none of us wanted to walk so we decided to stay inside. At this point in time another one of my old teammates showed up with his girlfriend...put our count now at 5 girls and 8 guys!
Here is, from left to right, the 6' 6", 220 lb large man with a baby face (Cling), 6'2" (Ricky), old teammate that showed up with girlfriend, and the large and in charge ripped ex-roommate Matt.
The couple holding hands are Randy and Brooke. My girlfriend Nicole is in the pink top. This pic is up mostly because this is the location of the rest of the story! Notice the Security right by the door!
The fireworks out the window! It's midnight and the story is just gettin started.
Me and my lady. It wasn't all smiles after this pic!
So...midnight came and went. I was quite a wonderful evening. One that I won't soon forget. And I couldn't forget it because I barely drank by the way. I'll let you know that I'm cleaning up my act and probably have probably only been buzzed twice since the end of september...not even drunk once!!!
My friends and I were roaming the bar and talking to some of the peeps that we knew. After a while I found myself standing about 15 feet from that door in the pic above with the security guy standing there. I was talking to 6'6" and 6'2" at the time...just shootin the shit. I look behind me and Andrea, Sarah and Nicole are chattin in up also...Andrea starts to leave. I just happen to see, as I'm turing my head back to the dudes, a Marine in full uniform walking near them. I glance back a couple seconds later and observe what appears to be a harmful convesation bewteen the two girls and the Marine. I turn back. Just then I feel a slight bump against my back. I turn to see what it is and notice that it's my girlfriend. And she's pulling away from the Marine! I notice his arm pulling away from her. I glance at Nicole to see if it's just playful, but Nicole grabs her arm in pain and I can tell that shes scared...like I've enver seen her before. I turn back to the Marine...Sarah is talking to him.
I lean in beside Sarah and say "Hey man. Do you mind? Why don't you just go talk to some other girls!" Let it be known that I am completely calm at this point. I dont wanna be a dick to a guy in uniform! He just stares at me and then glares back at Sarah and tries to grab her. Sarah pushes his arm off. She just tries to giggle it off, but I can tell shes scared too a little bit. So I grab her and sort of guide her to the side of me the Marine changes his eyes back to me and stares. My boys know somethings up so they come to my right side; 6'2" beside me and 6'6" on the other side of him. This Marine appears to be alone, but obviously I still don't want to do anything, and neither do my boys...they just came in just in case. So after I put Sarah beside me I lean back in to him and say "Listen, my girlfriend and her friends don't appreciate this so why don't you go bother some other girls!" He snaps back "Who's you're girlfriend?" I reply "It doens't matter who my girlfriend is...jsut go talk to someone else!" His eyes are searching Sarah and Nicole to find out which one is my girl. "Who the fuck is your girlfriend?" he says! UH OH! I can see now that he really just wants to do something to piss me off. I look back at Ricky and Cling to see their reactions to this guy. Ricky just shrugs. I look back at the Marine and lean in again. This time I touch his arm as if to tell him to go in the other direction. And when i say touch, I mean touch. I barely touched him. I said "just go..." "don't fucking touch me!" he interupts while throwing his arms up and he kind of steps up to me. I'll be honest, it freaked me out a bit, so I back up a step and said "ok ok. No big deal. No one wants any problems here..." As I was getting the words out of my mouth he kept staring...then back at Sarah, then at me, then at Sarah!
Out of nowhere, he then smashed her glass out of her hand and started throwing punches at me!! It sure as shit took me off gaurd because I was talking to the guy and then noticed he slammed her drink out of her hand. Next thing I know my words stop and I'm getting punch in the face and head. I back up and put my hands up to protect real quick. No one comes in and stops this guy...a couple randoms try to force their way in but this guy keeps trying to go after me. This Marine keeps coming and apparently clips Sarah with one of his reckless punches at me. I happen to get a glance behind him and I see Ricky and Cling. Somehow, with a second or two they are moved from beside me to behind the guy thats still trying to punch me...I'm wondering what the fuck they're doing and why they don't grab this guy. Just then I see Cling start to move...
...Now, I didn't see this at the time, but there is an entire other event happening behind me. Just as I started to get hit by this Marine, behind me, Ricky, and Cling were 3 other marines, but not in uniform. They got shoved out of the way and one of them cocked back to sucker punch me from behind (after I was already sucker punched by his buddy). His fist goes back ready to let it meet my skull when out of nowhere a tiny fist of fury comes flying in and punches this guy in the face and knocks him back to the bar...IT WAS NICOLE!!! The guy steps back up and turns to see who it was and noticed that a girl hit him, but just as he turned back Nicole socked him again. He turned once more pissed off. Sarah stepped in and yelled "What are gonna do? Fucking hit a girl?" He then realized that that would be a bad idea and lowered his defense. Just then Nicole landed antoher one right on his face! Right after that punch was landed, Cling jumped in and grabbed the two of them and held that guy in check...now back to me...
...So I see Cling take off (to apparently go save my girlfriend), no one is jumping in to help and there still isn't a bouncer around grabbing this guy. At this point I've probably taken about 6 or 7 head shots without any kind of defense. The Marine is relentless in gettin the two people to out of his way to hit me more. (Now remember, this all happened in a matter of seconds...its not quite as drawn out as this...but I see it all in slow motion now...it's kinda cool). As I see these two randoms starting to part and the Marine having his opening, I decided right then that I wasn't gonna be the one getting attacked. I reached out immediately with my left and started hitting him, trying to keep my right protected...but that could only do so much after a couple quick shots. I then realized that I had the arm reach advantage after those quick hits. This marine wasn't small, I did have a few inches on him, but he was well built, the way a Marine should be!
He was throwing lefts and rights and I kept my head low so he was hittin me on my forehead and top of the skull...a couple landed behind my ear, those hurt the next morning! I was now throwing both lefts and rights too but most of the time keeping him off me and away from a good punch. I kept feeling people around me so I lowered my head a little bit farther and buried him with a stiff left and then kept him back with that arm while hitting with my right. I pushed him until I felt nothing. I WAS IN THE CLEAR! Let's cut 'em loose!!!
I stepped back after feeling the open air and just started throwing 'em! I was landing both hands well, but the right was gettin the best of him! He kept tyring to come in close but I just kept him off with punches. I wanted my reach advantage and by God I was gonna get it. I've never felt so alive at this point. My fist were just flying through the air and he was barely gettin a graze in now! He tried to get in one more time but I kept him off, but instead of waiting a couple seconds to try and throw punches, he just came right back in to try and set me off. This time he got in...but it was a HUGE mistake on his part. My rage was in full effect and there was no fucking around anymore for me. He tried to get in...I let him in...and I kept him there!
I wrapped him up with my left and held him tight in a headlock. It was all over from there. My rage hit its peak as my right hand landed 90mph uppercuts to his face. I just kept them coming. One after antoher after another, I just kept letting them fly. He tried to pull out of the lock but my left only tightened and pulled up. He kept trying to get lower and I had to bend over now to hit his face, which I didn't like at all. So I pulled my death grip tighter and jerked his head and body back up to land some straight on. Scratch what I said before, NOW I've never felt more alive!!! I was just fucking wailing away on this guys face and head and NO ONE, not a single person was stopping it. The Marine realized he wasn't getting anywhere in this position and tried to pick me up...wasn't happening! So he kind of ran and we slipped on the ground while I was still punching. We tumbled to the ground and I begin to role him over to kick and knee the living shit out of him. I still have my left around his neck, but a quick shot of morals hits me. I realize that I shouldn't kick him and knee him until he is a bloody unconscience mess so I yell at my buddy Ricky, "get this fucking guy!" I scream. He runs in right away and grabs him off the floor and catches a shot to the eye. The marines friends grab him and hold onto him.
I stand up and glance around. Still nothing, no one is coming after me. No bouncers no security. I try and let my nerves calm themselves. Ricky comes up to me and asks me how i'm doing. I feel my face...nothing, no cuts, no bumps, no bruises. My forehead and top of the head are a different story with quite a few small bumps. I start to chew my gum again (yes it stayed in my mouth during the enitre fight) and realize its kinda crunchy. I chipped a tooth but only slightly. It must have been from me ducking my head while clenching my teeth really hard! Because my jaw was fine and had no face shots! I then just realize that my hands are fucking killing me. Mostly the right because landing about a bakers dozen directly to the Marines face and skull right in a row!!! HELLS YA! And my left is kinda sore.
Anyways...to wrap this up, at this exact moment that the fight occurred, Mike was talking to a pretty girl and missed the entire thing, even though he was int he same bar. Matt went to another bar with Clings friend. Randy and Brooke were making out and missed it. The ex-teammate and girlfriend just left so she could go change behind a car in a parking lot. The two guys left helped me worth shit. I can only imagine what it would've been like if all those guys were there...a freeforall for sho!
Later in the night this Marine tried to fight someone else in the bar as he was getting kicked out. I think it's because he got crushed in his first fight. Nicole was still in a rage outside and tried to attack him but got held back by Sarah and I and the cops grabbed him up good!!! hahaha
We went to another bar so I could ice my hands. And all that resulted for me was a broken ring finger on my left hand...no concussion...no black eyes...no bruising...just a broken finger and a still partially swollen right hand from wailing away on that fuckers face!
Sorry to Anthony and Greg, but that fucker kinda put me off the men and women in uniform that are serving your nation! I know you guys are different, but when I hear "Marine" my blood gets going again!!! ahahaha!
My eyes may look puffy here but trust me...nothing was landed below the brow!
Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this wonderful story. Take it easy. And don't tell the Yankees!
AX
3 comments:
holy crap.
Geez us. High five to Nicole, thats awesome.
If Sam A.K.A 5'10 had been there, he would have gone filthy on the leatherneck.
When are you going to Florida?
dude, awesome. i mean grown men shouldn't fight, but it does make you feel alive, doesn't it? not that it was as good of a story, but does anyone else remember the time i got into a fight at state? i just remember being belligerent from sipping bourbon from my flask all night and not getting any ass in a while, and just going up and pummelling some guy. anyone?
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