Post by Tom on May 26, 2008 11:10:28 GMT
Not quite as funny this time though. Got the absolute shit kicked out of me last night by a gang of dickheads looking for trouble.
Walking home with my best mate, we were jumped for literally no reason by a group of 5 lads. Two of them got him up against a wall, and punched and kicked him to the ground. I went wading in to grab him, got smacked in the face three or four times. Everything goes hazy, and the next thing I knew I was in a backstreet, with one of them smashing me in the face, whilst I stood there saying "I'm not going to fight you". I was pissed out of my mind, and offered absolutely no resistance whatsoever. I just totally forgot everything I knew about defending myself, and resorted to simply getting punched repeatedly. I'm going to lay off the beer for a while I think, for that exact reason. Although I didn't actually realise I was getting punched for the most part, and this morning I'm in no pain whatosever. Despite my nose being broken, and my right eyebrow swelling up to the size of a ping pong ball and turning blue, it was like being punched by a twelve year old girl.
I came back to the street to find my mate unconcious on the ground, so I phoned an ambulance after he wouldn't wake up and had to perform mouth to mouth on him. No gay jokes. 2 hours and a couple of x-rays later and they discharged us from hospital with nothing more than cuts n bruises. Had to give a statement to the police this morning, which went something along the lines of "If I'd have been sober, you'd be taking a statement off them instead of me".
So, the lesson here folks, don't get so pissed that you can barely remember your own name. It doesn't do your martial arts any good whatsoever.
On a side note, I reckon I got hit full on about 6 or 7 times in the face, and the fucker couldn't knock me down. A small victory, but a victory nonetheless.
Walking home with my best mate, we were jumped for literally no reason by a group of 5 lads. Two of them got him up against a wall, and punched and kicked him to the ground. I went wading in to grab him, got smacked in the face three or four times. Everything goes hazy, and the next thing I knew I was in a backstreet, with one of them smashing me in the face, whilst I stood there saying "I'm not going to fight you". I was pissed out of my mind, and offered absolutely no resistance whatsoever. I just totally forgot everything I knew about defending myself, and resorted to simply getting punched repeatedly. I'm going to lay off the beer for a while I think, for that exact reason. Although I didn't actually realise I was getting punched for the most part, and this morning I'm in no pain whatosever. Despite my nose being broken, and my right eyebrow swelling up to the size of a ping pong ball and turning blue, it was like being punched by a twelve year old girl.
I came back to the street to find my mate unconcious on the ground, so I phoned an ambulance after he wouldn't wake up and had to perform mouth to mouth on him. No gay jokes. 2 hours and a couple of x-rays later and they discharged us from hospital with nothing more than cuts n bruises. Had to give a statement to the police this morning, which went something along the lines of "If I'd have been sober, you'd be taking a statement off them instead of me".
So, the lesson here folks, don't get so pissed that you can barely remember your own name. It doesn't do your martial arts any good whatsoever.
On a side note, I reckon I got hit full on about 6 or 7 times in the face, and the fucker couldn't knock me down. A small victory, but a victory nonetheless.
