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Originally Posted by gt8613
True other than...real street fights are unpredictable... I mean like a muggin, robbery, or life threatening scenario. Some training always helps but at the end of the day anything can happen.... The other guy pulling a knife. Gun or even son other lethal weapon....
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This is true. I got into a street fight once as an adult a few years ago. I had had training in Muay Thai for some time but never jitjitsu, which I turned around and enrolled in right after this event.
I was crossing main street around noon with two friends. A guy and his wife, both very very obese and yelling at each other were turning right onto the street while we were in the middle of the road still crossing, so we just continued crossing. Fat man and ugly wife proceed to honk horn and yell at us for being in the street taking up their precious time. I don't think anything of it, but my two friends both yell F**k you and flip the bird at them. This is where it gets flippin crazy...
Fat man revs the shit outta his nissan altima engine (laughing so hard inside) but then proceeds to squeal the tires and turn in the car like he is going to RUN ME OVER as I'm standing on the side of the road (still in the road but just slightly) and all while there is gobs of room on the road for him to go around. I just stand there thinking "what is this Ahole doing?" So he backs up a bit to go around me, still yelling explicates.
As he goes by I smack the car to let him know he's way too close. So dude pulls forward and gets outta his car (holy shit he's like 6'4" and 350lbs easy). My friends back away, I walk back behind the car and threw my hands up like WTF are you doing?! He grabs me and starts literally throwing KNEES! I've been in this situation in sparring many times and knew how to handle it. Not a single knee landed and I was elbowing the shit outta his thighs but couldn't get out of his head lock as he had me between his bountiful manboobs, which also didn't smell too bad. He must have just done laundry with some scented detergent.
So he figures he isn't hurting me with the silly knees, he's getting super tired, and I'm hurting him so he twists while still keeping me in a head lock and throws me on the ground and jumps on me. I quickly kept my arms out from under him and as he is throwing punches down I'm easily blocking them with my forearms. I tried to hip check him off a couple times but just couldn't get him so I grabbed his shirt and was literally about to start choking him with it when my buddy gets his balls back and comes around the side and cracks him one in the face knocking him off of me.
At this point he changes his tune and his wife has been yelling at him and us, and he says "We're leaving", I retort "No you're not!"
Well I'll be. I try to grab his ass to continue the fight (wasn't thinking clearly, I had obviously just had my ass kicked). He shouldered rolled into my body so hard I was thrown onto the pavement a second time. This dude was MASSIVE. He gets in car and rolls away.... all I could think for days was damn, I got my ass kicked.
But the moral of the story is, training kept me from getting hurt. It gave me absolutely no physical advantage. In the real world, people who are less physically fit, or so much as close to an even match for you are not going to mess with you. You are probably only going to ever deal with people willing to street fight you who are much bigger or they wouldn't have the confidence required. I am an exception though because I literally have no fear (some people call it common sense).
So go get real training and don't start fights. Also, if its a group don't be afraid to run, and run fast. People in groups do really heinous things because of mob mentality.