All these fighting threads made me wonder, have any of you guys out there gotten your ass kicked? I know since we are frequent a MMA message board that we are all fearsome warriors, but even the best go down at some point. So let's hear it if you have any, I'll start with mine.
I was a frosh in high school and took this black dudes starting spot on the basketball team after like the 2-3 practice. Anyway, I certainly wasn't in my "man-stage" yet, I was about 5'10" 155, he was a soph. and was about 5'9" 215 and an awesome football player. Anyway, he comes in the locker room talking **** after that practice calling me a cracker and **** like that. It really pissed me off so I said to myself , **** it. I reach straight back and nailed his ass with a straight right, with just enough force to bust his lips pretty good. Unfortunatly for me all this does is really piss him off where he punches me in my ribs, making me block low, while he follows with a left to the jaw putting on the ground, he then proceeded to kick me a few more times before I stood up and ignorantly told him he hit like a *****, thankfully he decided to laugh at my bloody mess and walk away.
We became really tight after that I guess since he respected me for standing up to him. I also learned I could take some punishment fairly early. Anyway, sorry so long, I'm interested in any other stories if u have any.

Yes, I have gotten my ass kicked....apparently some people think I have a big mouth...

ATTN Prime Cut: I've finished Hitman 2...YAY!!

I was jumped not too long ago.

Congrats leather. I haven't played it any since we talked about it before. I just beat the Tiger Woods game so i think Hitman is next, what did u do about the part you were having trouble with, I think it was involving the car bomb maybe???

I got some of that **** when playing lacrosse in grade 9 gym. Mother ****er want to play rough and ****. Till I checked him hard into that dropp down thing that sperated the gym into two.

Guys I want at least a few details, how much blood you lost, broken limbs, anything?

Just let me know what time you want to know about. I have been KOed many times. I have been in over 100 street fights. You cant win them all.

well, in this part I gone to a church and killed the general and the russian with the sniper...I didn't use the bombs!!
the last mission is great!! you're at the monastery and you must kill Sergei and all the bodywards....

Mostly when I've lost I've been piss drunk, I have had my nose broken, have had stitches in my head, and had my rotator cup ruptured from getting suplexed on the curb right before I had a our highschool's rival wrestling team test my head out as a soccerball...

Tuffguy, I want the worst one. I haven't been in a 100, but I'd say around 30-40 and you certainly can't win them all. It sure does help to always travel with you bros though.

Leather: congrats dude, I will try to let you know when I finish this one off, or if I need some helpful tips ;)

i got worked oct 26th my gary clark. go check sherdog

I used to get my ass kicked on a daily basis when I went to school... throughout elementary school mainly. I remember vividly all the days when I'd have to run back to a classroom or run to the car after school just to evade the 5 - 15 mexican / black / asian (that had to make friends somehow) kids who wanted to take credit for kicking the Ho Jack kid's ass that day.

In Jr. High, **** started to change, and suddenly it was people coming up to me and starting ****, and getting their asses kicked as payment for their time. High School wasn't very violent, by that time I had a lot of friends who knew what I was all about... no one really wanted to fight me.

Originally posted by Leather
ATTN Prime Cut: I've finished Hitman 2...YAY!! Damn, just now?? What mission gave you the most rouble. I love the hot tub mission

i got alot. one off the top of my head was when i was in junior high, living in a ghetto ****ed hood (not to far from hojak's, lol). i was going to columbus junior high in canoga park , los angeles area. anyways, i was playing vollyball when some little mexican kid (surprisingly... a little smaller than me) was talkin ****, being he was on the opposing team.... which led to his whole team which also seamed to be his friends.... talkin mad ****. of course i was on a team full of ******* and nerds, so i just kept smirkin over at the other team. they would stare and say "what, *****? what the **** are you lookin at?" i just shook my head with thought of these ****s not knowing that i was no *****. being small, and especially living in ****ed up areas makes you hold a title of either a ***** or a trooper, soldier... a man.

we got to the locker rooms, of course the biggest guy that was on that team shared a locker with the little guy who started all the **** talkin...... on my same ****in row. so i am like thinkin "alright, these fools are gonna get treated like *****es, i am gonna step up and back these fools down". nuh uh. did'nt happen like that.....

i was changin' and looked over and those guys were standing there staring and talkin amongst themselves. i just jumped up with no shirt in just boxers and my socks... and said "what ******!?, what the **** you want?! you ****in gay?? why you watchin me change?!@#%&#E$^#$!!!!!" as i am saying this, i am rushing down the aisle over to them, the big guy started loc'n up so I start swingin....


next thing you know i am waking up in the dean's office with dried blood all over my face, one of my earings ripped out through my ear so my neck and ear are gushing blood. apparently i got ****ed up. bad. we were both warned with expulsion and suspended for 5 days. i was sent home before him that day, so i waited out by the bus about a block away as i knew he lived downtown in LA. me and some of my friends just chilled.. they told me i had to get his ass, so stupid me wanted to be big and bad and **** him up for our previous dispute. he came up with a few friends... both our friends stood around and made sure nobody would jump in and me and him went at it. next thing you know none of our friends are there and we are fighting on the ground having the police from the school pick us up. and yes, police from the school... over there they have police instead of campus supervisors/ narcs.

I looked like I was in junior high when I was a freshman, but after "trying" that ****ing beast, everyone at school at least knew I had some heart, btw, I transferred into the school that year. But after fresh. year I gained about 25 pounds and then nobody ****ed with me. Now I like to help the drunks in the bars find the trouble they are looking for. :)

I fought the neighboorhood bully when I was in 6th grade. We started off circling one another and he caught me with a right hand directly on my left ear. I fell down and he wailed on me a few more times. I didn't bleed or anything, but I was definitely stunned. My mom came out and ran him off, lol

Thank god for Moms!!!!!!! :)

You may not know this but I was alittle chubby growing up.

and the chubby kids always got beat up at our school, too ****ing slow.

Originally posted by prime cut
Thank god for Moms!!!!!!! :) Hell yeah, she saved my ass that day:) Damn I was a wanksta growing up

Nah bro, being a wanksta would have been running from the bully.

Well I was in dowtown Huntington Beach were I live. It was a late summer night. If there was nothing to do I would go downtown and look for fights. At the time I was about 21 or 22. I also didnt drink then. I was with a crew of about 10 guys. We saw a group of about15 guys. Me wanting to fight people, decided that it would be a good match up for us.

I didnt really even have to start the fight. I was with some girls and told them to walk by these guys and strut there stuff. As soon as the guys made a comment I told the girls to tell the guys to **** off. Sure enough my plan worked. The gris walked by and the guys talked ****.

Me and one other guy went up to the group of other guys and confronted them. After about two sentences from one of the guys , I told him I had heard enough. I threw a bigg overhand right that dropped the first dude. It was on.

All hell started breaking loose. I was running around dropping dudes. I prolly dropped about six guys including the first guy I hit to start it. I then saw my friend was in trouble and ran up behind a guy and proceeded to choke him out cold. I turn behind me and I am now trapped in a small corner with some big ass dude. I didnt know what to do. I looked at him and kinda smiled. I knelt down and acted like I was gonna cover in a ball but punched him so ****ing hard in the balls. He dropped to his knees. He then tried to shoot in for a takedown. He did get me down. I know BJJ so I just went with it. I was comfortable on my back but didnt want to be there. Right away I went for an arm bar. Thats when the lights went out.

I was just about ready to break this guy's arm and his friend hit me square in the forehead with the trucks on his skateboard. The last thing I remember was being ready to apply pressure to break a guys arm and seeing someone above me.

My friends say that I was out for a minute or two. I dont remember. I do remember two of my friends carrying me away and telling to say I was drunk and then the cops would leave me alone. I never went to the hospital but I should have. My foirehead was all bumped and bruised. I was also bloody. I had two black eyes the next dayeven though I was never hit ther. It was some ****e up **** but very fun.

Pro fighters are crazy.

At the end of a hockey game a brawl broke out. I charged into a crowd of people. After throwing punches with a few people I turned around and I didn't see what hit me when I did. A stick, a fist....but someone connected right on my nose. I went down pretty hard and I thought my nose was broken. Later during that same brawl I was on the ground punching someone in the face and some dude kicked me in the head with a skate

Thats the worst I ever got it

Me and about 7-8 of my friends were going to a club one night. All of us except one go to the bar to get a drink while he goes to take a piss, while in the bathroom this giant black dude whoo looked like DMX stacking t400 and D bal was walking in front of him. A little white guy tries to avoid bumping into him, but the black dude purposely makes them bang shoulders when he then reaches back and knocks the little **** back to last week. My friend tries to sneak ppunch this guy and they start going at big-time, me and my friends run out to the bathroom and jump this dude and then the whole ****ing club bouncers and all, no exagiration try to hem us up in the cornor to kick our ass. We all made one big push and got out, but we all took concussions out with us as the bouncers beat the **** out of our domes with those long-ass mag-lites.

I will tell you another story of the following weekend. I went to see some bands play at this local club. Actually I went to fight a guy who was coming down from San Fransisco. I wanted to fight him for many years. I have just never had the chance. About four of my other friends also wanted to fight him.

While at the show I se the guy standing outside alone. I go up and confront him. I spit in his face. I then throw a huge right that almost drops him. I had to practically jump to hit him. He was 6'3 and i am 5'7. Right after I hit him I was sucker punched from the side. It put me in a daze for a moment. I latched on to the guy who was hitting me and took him down. I had my knee on his belly and was raining down punches to his face. While this is going on many others are now fighting eachother. Just then one of the guys friends booted me in the face. I fell off the guy. Both of the guys got up and ran. By this time the security had oushed everything outside. As I was walking outside to fight some more. I see a guy walking at me. I threw apunch and KOed him. I figured he was one of the guys who sucker punched me. It turns out he was just some random kid.

Once outside the was more mayhem going on. One kid spit on me. He then hides behind a group of his friends. I go to chase him in the crowd of his friends and grab him. I have his shirt over his head like in a hockey fight. I am banging away amd i get punched by several guys. I let go and start swing at them. They didnt really want to fight. They were just trying to get there friend free from getting a beat down. Everything was restored to order and we left. I had one of my eyes swollen shut though. It was well worth it.

How much do you weigh?

That was Friday night. The next night i am at a different club to see my friends band play. We arrived early to get ready. While we were setting up, we noticed some tough guy stroll in. He was covered in tattoos and was wearing a wife beater. He was pretty muscular and was a big guy. We all made jokes about who he was gonna fight tonight.

It is a few hours later and my friends band is playing. I am standing near the back of the club just watching. Everyone is moshing and I get bumped. From behind me I hear a guy say"You ****ing *******. You spilled my drink!"

I turn to see who it was and........ Of course. it was the guy we had seen when we were setting up. I said sorry to him and offered to buy him another drink. He kept saying over and over that I spilled his drink. He then just punched me in the side of the face. i was KOed. I fell flat on my face. I woke up and told my friends what had happened. I then went looking for the guy.

I found the guy hiding behind the biggest bouncer in the club. I asked the bouncer a question so he would have to lean down. this gave me the clear shot I needed. Stepped behind the bouncer and landed a number of punches. I managed to bloody his nose. Then I was grabbed by the bouncer. My friends saw this and beat the crap out of the bouncer. We were then escorted out by all the bouncers. Outside the guy apologized to me. As it turns out he ha just gotten out of prison a week before.

I love Lenny's stories...makes me want to go lookin for fights

On the way home from the show I was in a bad mood. I was so mad that I was punched for no reason. My friends and I decided to go to a Denny's to eat. While at Denny's some ******* was staring at me. Remember, I had a swoleen shut eye and now mylip is fat and my chin is all swollen as well. Me being in a bad mood I called the ****er out. We walked outside of Denny's and we squared up. I threw the first punch. I missed and we ended up in the clinch. I tokk the guy down and mounted him. I dropped some bombs on him. My friend, trying to be a good friend, decides he is gonna kick the guy while he is down. He ****ing misses and kicks me in the face. No my mouth is pouring blodd. I just got up and said **** IT!!! I am done fighting. I was so mad. I was kicking ass but something had to keep going wrong. damn I miss fighting on the streets sometimes.

Originally posted by Blue Dawg
How much do you weigh?

At the time I was about 5'7 and 140 LBS.
I think I might have the second fight on tape. I will see what I can do.

5'7"? You're tiny.

Originally posted by Bella
5'7"? You're tiny.

*****, I am big where it counts.

Originally posted by TuffGuy
*****, I am big where it counts.

Whatever you have to tell yourself to get you through the day.

I meant the wallet of course. That is all girls really care about anyways. Money. That is what women really want.

Not all of us are greedy cunts.

Originally posted by Bella
5'7"? You're tiny.

I wouldn't say tiny, I think 5'7" is a good height for a man, I'm 5'7 3/4" 162 lbs and I the am perfect size.

I've noticed this forum has some really big guys and some small ones.
There's nothing wrong with being small. I'm only 5'2. I'm probably the smallest one here. Second in line to Adam, that is.

Originally posted by Bella
Not all of us are greedy cunts.

LIAR!!!!!

Originally posted by TuffGuy
LIAR!!!!!

Hardly.

Bella, can we please stick to the topic of the thread? Thank You!!!

You're the one that needs to stick to the topic instead of trying to act like you know what women really want, ***.

Originally posted by Bella
You're the one that needs to stick to the topic instead of trying to act like you know what women really want, ***.

***????? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I wish. I know how women are. That is why I am ****ing them left and right. i know what they want so I act like I care. oppppps, I need to stick to the thread subject.
So who else has been beat up?

I've never been in a fight.

Well, my brothers used to pound on me when I was younger, but I always got them back.

Originally posted by Bella
I've never been in a fight.

Well, my brothers used to pound on me when I was younger, but I always got them back.

Damn, you a crazy *****.

Sorry Lenny, I'm fresh out except for a few random sucker punches here and there that I took. A few minor cuts above my eyes and getting the ole jaw turned crooked a couple of times, you know when you bite down and your top and bottom teeth aren't in line anymore. We always roll around 12-15 deep so we usually have the upper hand.

I used to roll deep. Not anymore though. I now just hang out with total badasses. If someone starts **** with us they deserve to get there asses kicked.

I miss getting into fights. I always tried in highschool, but people would puss out on me. No one wanted to fight a 6"3 300 lb football player/wrestler

Last time I got my ass kicked was about a year and a half ago, I was living in San Jose and some "gangsta" started **** with me, we started out fighting and it was a pretty even fight, then his little sister jumped on my back and bit the **** out of me. I grabbed her by her hair and flung the ***** off and caught a boot to the face. I fell on my hands and knees and tasted the Timbalands a few more times before I fell all the way down and got stomped in the back of the head. I wasnt KOed but someone broke it up. I wanted to fight him again the next day but he didnt want too.......

I need to get to california.

Thats where all the action is it seems

Last time I got a beating that wasn't on the mat, I was 17 and about 50 - 60 lbs lighter than I am now.
I was playing Rugby league against guys way older and bigger than me, but I had some decent skills so was always targeted for head high tackles and **** like that. My first season in seniors I got 6 concussions. My mouth use to run off at these guys also..a lot of them were ****en borderline pscyhiatric patients and would flip at the slightest bit of **** that was flung their way. The things is, they start trying to hit me, they get sent of, we get the ball, we win, I am the hero!
One day, my mouth went too far talking **** to this guy who I would have no trouble with now, but as a smart ass kid 10 years ago, I was in way too deep. I think it was the comment about screwing his missusthat pushed him over the edge and he grabbed me around the jumper and hit me 3 times before I even got a hand up. I dropped like a sackmof ****, saw stars and was pissing blood. Just in time to see one of our players pulling him away and the referee sending him off. Now a smart kid would have laid there and let it go...I get up and yell out more **** about what a big *** he is and how his wife likes it when I cornhole her...I got hit again...I then learnt to keep my ****en trap shut.

Since then, I have grown a lot and if I am out, I always end up hanging out with the other big dudes in the place or the Islanders that normally go looking for ****. We all seem to click pretty good.

Between 19 and 23 I had a lot of fights in the streets, but never copped a beating anything like what I got at 17. I could honestly say I never got hit hard enough to notice it back then. I haven't had any **** since I was 23 at clubs or on the street...I sometimes get the urge, but I can do without the drama of court appearances

Originally posted by TuffGuy
***????? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I wish.

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uh yeah...anywayz, to the topic-
i've been beaten plenty of times. although most of them are when i'm so drunk and stupid that i don't really remember much.
it's funny though......everytime you wake up from a night of partying, hungover BAD, and feel like you have big zits on your head and body that won't pop.....you got yer ass kicked.

I was at a halloween party at my brothers and these kids who we wouldnt let in came back. My stupid ass answered the door and caught a ****ing stick slamming into my bicept that left my arm almost useless for 3 days. I stopped him but try to put on a gilloutine with one arm and fight off his girlfriend from clawing your eyes. I walked out of that pretty banged up.

Yeah but they ran out worse.

they totally had no clue that we sheltered a crazy cambodian that throws knees like its going out of style.

I commented on this in submission grappling.

he split his head dude. so much blood to clean up.