Your first fight

Naos

This topic was brought up among my mates the other day and we had a right laugh so thought i'd bring it here.

When was your first fight?

I was about 7 and i remember being in a mates garden with a big gang of people. Its hazy how the fight started but i remember he(another mate) was on the ground doing that kiddy spin kick thing (You know where they lie flat and lift their legs, and what ever way you try go around in a circle they follow you by shifting their bodys and continuing to kick air).

So anyway i got bored of him doing that so took a step back, and when he stood up i came in with a right hook and caught his cheek. He proceeded to cry and then his minder ran up the road and started screaming at me. And all the kids where cheering.

Was an amusing fight.. Anyway share yours.

bizmark

Never got in a fight

ixoy

Never had a proper physical fight either...

Lenny

hmm, my first fight was when i was 11, always kinda avoided fights but some chap had been annoying me and thinking he was great(an yea know when your younger everyone was in their groups fighting against everyone), i followed him home from school one day and smashed an iron bar over his head, he went straight down and gave him a few kicks - I'll ammit it I was scared he wasnt moving but ran off and didn't really care, he never few days later he was back in school with his head all banded up, never said a word to me for years. do talk to him when i see him around now though
We were all silly kids.

Sleepy

No clue of my first fight... I'm sure it was probably with a cousin or something and on that assumption I probably lost because they were all bigger than me!

Jim

I ate him. The fool.

super_furry

Can't remember to be honest, I had so many growing up as I kid that I can't pick out the first. I was a proper little scumbag and used to enjoy fighting, so much so that I got suspended from school three times because of it. Haven't been in a proper fight in the last seven or eight years now, and I'm not sure I'd get on too well if I was.

fragile

I am still waiting for it to happen!

impr0v

Lenny wrote:

hmm, my first fight was when i was 11, always kinda avoided fights but some chap had been annoying me and thinking he was great(an yea know when your younger everyone was in their groups fighting against everyone), i followed him home from school one day and smashed an iron bar over his head, he went straight down and gave him a few kicks - I'll ammit it I was scared he wasnt moving but ran off and didn't really care, he never few days later he was back in school with his head all banded up, never said a word to me for years. do talk to him when i see him around now though
We were all silly kids.

/me prepares file for DPP.

Have been in a good few. Excluding fights with my brother, the first one I remember being in was in primary school. I started it and got well beaten, this thick farmer boy kept managing somehow to hit me repeatedly in the balls, despite my best efforts, and which obviously had a serious effect upon my ability to fight back.

RuggieBear

Not sure this really counts but when i was playing for my rugby SCT, i was baiting my opposite number by blowing kisses at him and telling him what i saw his girlfriend doing the other night,etc...anyway, he threw a punch at me and i retaliated, next thing everybody got involved and it rumbled for a bout a minute (long time fending of puches and kicks)....until it reached the sideline....and then the crowd and parents got involved.....absolute mayhem! Ref called the game off and we won because we were crushing them at the time.

After the game i went for a shower, and as it turned out i was the only one in there when 4 of the oppostion came in and started to kick the crap out of me as i lay curled up naked on the shower floor :mad: What made it worse tho was one of their teachers/coaches kept look out at the shower room to make sure nobody was coming to help me....BASTID :eek:

I was lucky i got away with just scrapes and bruises but a very unnerving moment. Of course when i complained to my coach and he investigated the incident the opposition just denied it and said the injuries were from the original fight.....such is life

spoon

first fight was when i was about 6 i'd say. I took my next door neighbours plums, and he got pissed off so started kicking me in ther shins, so i kicked him back (couldnt use my hands as i didnt want to drop all the plums i had) so the he tried getting the plums out of my hand, and bit me. Han two red marks from his teeth on my left hand for about 10 years after, was pretty cool, as i was growing and getting bigger, the two red marks kept on getting further apart.
went through all that for some plums, and i dont even like them...

Redleslie2

Until I was 14 and I punched the class bully in the face for pulling my jumper in between classes, none of my fights weren't really fights at all. Just a lot of hopeless grappling until one of us was pinned on the ground and couldn't move. The bully fight ended as a draw, one connecting punch each, because someone shouted sketch and we all just made it back in time to our desks before the teacher came in looking at us very suspiciously.

ApeXaviour

I was always a bit of a wimpy kid (an understatement), always bullied and such.. Kinda had a rebellion against it when puberty kicked in, the testosterone kick also made me kinda aggressive. Joined a boxing club, then did some full contact kickboxing stuff. Gave me a lot of confidence..
So anyway, first proper fight? 15.. Some fella was slaggin me in school, I saw him outside and gave him a few insults back. He approached me with his fist raised and I noticed a load of his mates behind him. He came closer "ya STARTIN!?" thinkin I was just this nancy scared swat (I was used to playin this part and it looked the case).. I backed off a little but he kept comin, when he was in range I just lashed two hard lightening jabs at his face. Burst his lip and he fell back on his arse. All his mates just backed off shocked..
Just stood over him, fists clenched, starin' at him in the eyes, psychin him out.. Then I shook my head, turned and walked away.. Best feeling of my life!

He never bothered me again..

Stark

Cool.

Never been in a proper fight myself.

superconor

For the whole of 2nd year this guy in my form class would make remarks of my taste in music and how it was different to his. (Iron Maiden compared to his Scooter/Clubland). Over the summer between 2nd and 3rd year i grew my hair, and he started making fun of this. Around halloween he made a remark about it while he walked past me. I pushed him and told him to fornicate off. He followed me and tryed to push me down some stairs. I turned around and punched him in the face. he fell down and kicked me. I pulled him up so i could hit him again and he lashed a pussy shot at my jaw. I punched him again in the face. Teacher barrels us down to vice-principals. One detention. He never said a thing to me again.

ando

I was about 11 yrs old. Some of the local 'bad guys' (which later on in life became my mates) taught it would be fun if they organised one of the lads to fight me. I had nothing against the chap but I had to fight to make a reputation for myself, I didnt want to be seen as a walkover. Turned out good for me as the dude ran off after a few knocks to the head :cool:

SantaHoe

ando wrote:

I had nothing against the chap but I had to fight to make a reputation for myself

LOL, yeah I bet Johnno and the bais' thought you were a bleedin madz0r. :rolleyes:

Suaimhneach

Haha, I was bout 8. She was probably 10. She is/was a little scumer. There was a swing attachted to one of the lamp posts. There was no one on it, so I had a go. She came over SCREAMING at me to get off. SO I did, but somehow she found a reason to streall me round by the hair. Litreally, my feet came off the ground. Good times. But she's caught some STD and is slowly dieing now. And that's just weird.

I'd love a good fight now. Looking back on the amount of situations I've been in where I've walked away, when I shouldn't have. People are cowards, and what's the worst that can happen? A few bruises. Some people deserve a good slap. Esp in Tallaght.

Sugarbear

I got into my first fight when I was about 5 or so , because 2 little girls were picking on my sister, little did I know how much a stupid move that was.
I ended up getting into a physical fight with BOTH girls , who just tore the head of hair out of me and pulled me to the ground! Luckilly because I was a determined kid , I got back up and fought them off, but I'll never forget how SORE my scalp was after that fight I lost about 15% if my hair that day :mad:

Sleepy

Sleepy wrote:

No clue of my first fight... I'm sure it was probably with a cousin or something and on that assumption I probably lost because they were all bigger than me!

HOW exactly is that post worthy of negative Karma? Christ on a bike, I post enough contreversial material for anyone that wants to give me bad rep to do so legitimately :rolleyes:

weemcd

2nd year at school, usual schoolboy stuff, slaggin mothers etc, till one day i came walking in and by surprise the lad hit me, there was a small fight but it ended in a ****ty headlock type thing with nobody getting anywhere. The proper fight came after school, with a good few from the class watching on, not very vicious, i came out winning but i didnt go postal on the lad like, we both had a few bruises. When i felt i had stood up for myself and was winning etc, i got up and left and from then on i had no problems with that person, we get along great now, feels stupid that we ever fought. I feel ive another fight coming on soon (im still at school 16) with a lad i know, he hangs around with my current group of friends but i ****ing hate his guts. we'll see, il probably get killed tbh

Boston

I set fire to a homeless man.

Chucky the tree

cant remeber the age, but it was with me brother. had way to many with him to remeber.
i punched my sister and knocker her tooth out, dont remeber it though.

the first fight i have had with a stranger happened this year, so not to bad going. no fights in school aswell.

herobear

a fair few years back...it was after a coupla of beers with a guy by the name of tyler durden, i hear he gets around he does

impr0v

I've loads of fight stories. The central theme of most of the ones I messed up in is that I have some sort of faulty adrenal valve, and as soon as it's open at all, it's open full bore. The resulting rush of adrenaline makes my movement hurried and erratic, usually manifesting itself in an acute case of 'windmill arms' which swing lots but connect with very little.

A case in point would be in secondary school, about second year i'd say. I had a beany hat on me in the classroom, sitting at my desk between classes. This annoying prick that sat a few seats back stole up behind me and pulled the beany hat down over my face (it was a big one, and had been rolled up), so that it was like a balaclava except without eye or nose holes. When he had it down as far as it could go, he held it down while i struggled to get free.

I managed to struggle free and then, at this point, the afore-mentioned valve opened (it might be helpful to think of the hulk changing colour). The windmill arms started whipping up a frenzy in the surrounding air, cracking into anything within range. Unfortunately, because of the rush at which it came, the rational me had not had time to raise the beany hat over my eyes, so I was wheeling around blind, arms going like a catherine wheel.

I fell over a bag within seconds, and while down took the opportunity to raise the hat, I stood up, located the guy who had pulled it down and went for him with the benefit of sight. Luckily for him the principal entered at the same time, his office being adjacent to the classroom and the noise raised by my fists of fury having alerted him. The two of us spent the rest of the day sitting in the general purpose area, which passed for punishment back in those days.

There are loads of other good ones, some more involving falling over bags, slapping innocents bystanders, slapping the birthday boy and his ju-jitsu mates while at his party in UCD and chatting up his girlfriend, without knowing who anyone was.

Ahh good times, good times.

The moral of the story is that fighting's bad children, mmkay, especially if one is helplessly inept at it.

Pyr0

Hahahaha!!!! more!! more!!!

The last fight i was a while back actualy,this little snot nosed brat (taking into mind i was about 11 at the time)started to take a risk by slagging me and didnt think anythinfg of it,until i kicked his meaningless ass to the point where i was pulled off and he went home crying to get his brother after me who also got his assed kicked ........ go me !!!

Another one actualt took place in my room on christmas eve,i was awoken by aloud drilling noise,which eventualy crated a large hole in my bedroom ceiling.
So i calmly strolled into my parents room to find them both tied up and gagged by little green men wearing funny little hats with over sized shoes on too.So anyways i won the forth coming battle which lasted a total of 5 mins,so wiping the dust from my t-shirt i untied my parents and walked back into my room,only to find the Fat Robotic santa standing there in he middle of my room,he let his men on me and with no hassle i won.
Santa then began to laugh so i wiped out a shotgun and plastered his robotic head all over my wall,with that i finished up by blurting out "shop smart shop s-mart"and as i finished i was surrounded by super-models saying how brave i am and so on ........... Me -1- Santa -0-

CyberGhost

ixoy wrote:

Never had a proper physical fight either...

same here!

angeldelight

All I remember is being bitten on the arm by my "friend" while she tried to attack me wit a wooden spoon....happy days

Antisocialiser

"shop smart shop s-mart"

Groovy

knifey_spoonie

It wasent a real fight for some reason which i cant remember somebody punched me in the face , and me being the big ba$tard that i am , i grabed him by the neck and held him against a wall for about 2 min (his feet werent touching the ground) , he found it hard to breed , his lips went a different colour

cleareyed

There was this panzer grenadier regiment that kept p*ssin me off so one day