Got into ANOTHER street fight...!
While visiting my family in Vancouver this past Saturday, I was at a bar on the North Shore. My sister and her boyfriend told me they were going to meet me outside for a smoke after I ordered my drinks. I pounded a Yager bomb at the bar and put my beer down on our table.
I went outside to street corner where we smoked before. Down the road I saw some people who might be them, but it was dark so I couldn't tell. As I approached them I heard one of them say something. I think it was "Who's that."
But before I could answer, I felt a sharp pain on my right cheekbone. I'd just been fucking PUNCHED!!
I started spouting off on this guy. Who the **** just up and punches someone? He was doing the whole macho "WHAT!? WHAT!?" thing.
I called him a ***** and a big man for sucker punching me with his buddy there to back him up. But he just keeps saying "WHAT!?" and trys to punch me again.
So finally I threw an inside leg kick (it was right there) and he squares off with me. Next I did something kind silly. I threw a push kick, but I think his back was to a vehicle so it actually pushed me over. Also I was drunk.
But it really didn't matter. My first instinct was to throw an upkick. I don't know where it landed. I'm guessing either the nuts or a knee or something, because he fell right over. So I jumped to my feet, pinned him against that car in knee mount and started throwing GnP uppercuts (BJ Penn vs. Caol Uno style, but totally not as hard). He covered up so I switched to downward elbows.
After about 3 or 4 of those I hear his friend and the girl they were with yell to stop. I see them approaching in my peripheral vision. I get to my feet and stare down the other guy. I think he said something but I don't remember or care. I think I yelled at the kid, (now curled up in the fetal position) "I hope that teaches you a lesson!"
The girl talked some **** as I walked away (backwards). I think I asked her if she wanted some. lol
Anyway, I'm wondering... Did I do the right thing? I really didn't have to fight him. I could have just ran into the bar, and avoided a fight altogether. Let the bouncer take care of it. But I was so pissed.
What do you think?