Sunday 21 December 2008

One Mad Friday and one moment of pure instinct.

So it was mad friday. the last friday before christmas where workers come out in their droves for those drinks after work.

needless to say drinking from 5pm till 10pm will result in more than just the one person drunk - and with drink comes the red mist. hence mad friday. pure madness.

so working in bolton in a 5 man door-team midway through the night we have a lil fracas. as we're leading this group of lads out one of them kicks off and one of the guys has two bottles. one of the managers tries to take one of them and does. then the head doorman tries to make a grab for the other bottle, but doesnt make it and trips backwards after being pushed. one of the other doormen try to grab hold of the guy but he slips out. at this point i'm behind him and i see him making a move to punch the head doorman...

the next is just a blur, i remember thinking shit he's gonna try to hit cyrl, and i lunged forward grabbing him around the neck and pulling him down. If i'm totally honest i didnt see the bottle. i thought it was a punch. so i've taken him down somehow and i'm ontop, so i'm not too worried about him hitting me, then suddenly out of nowhere a HUGE boot to his face. I'm thinking shit if i keep him pinned down one of them is gonna be on my face. I'm hoping now that the boot that did come in wasnt meant to for me as there'll be another coming pretty soon.

but thing is - keeping someone pinned down is my speciality. putting them in a hold and making sure they dont go anywhere whilst inflicting a lil pain is my thing. sod that.

so i've let him go and we're both slowly getting up and he lashes out at me and misses. i reciprociate the feeling and connect on his face. quickly i'm up on my feet

a few of his friends are pushing the doormen around and i'm the smallest of the 5. the other guys form a wall as do his friends. some of them do sense that if the fight is allowed to continue they're going to be on the losing end.

the guy who's been thrown down and kicked comes around for some more and tries to lash out at me but we see it coming and nothing happens and he's pushed away.

soon the police come and he's led away. the end.

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