so I went down to the Charlotte game with my regular crew and, as usual, did a fair amount of drinking before the game. We make our way in and watch the first half. Well, shortly before half time I decide to hit the restroom and get something to drink, so I head up the stairs from our seats.
Standing near the top of the stairs is none other than the former site owner. He's wearing a smedium shirt, apparently proud of the minimal gains he has seen through his crossfit regiment the last few years. I actually think what brought about the next event is that he thought I would be intimidated. He was actually standing with his palms facing forward, which made me believe he was trying to flash his biceps at me. It was really kind of funny. Anyway, the first thing he says is "you still want to fight?" I said "sure, let's do it" and walked up into his space.
First thing I noticed is that he stayed squared up to me (feet parallel) and left his hands at his sides. Didn't even think about getting in a fighting stance, so I know right away that he either A) has no clue how to fight or B) has no real desire to do it. So we stand there jawing a bit and I start getting tired of it. So I shoot my left hand up and grab his throat just under his chin and push his head up with my right ready to fire when he tries to throw a punch. Problem is he never lifts his hands, they stay at his sides. What he does do is start looking over my shoulder in the direction of two stadium workers that were behind me with this "look what he's doing" look.
So I figure there's really no reason to embarrass the guy, let him go and just say forget it. When I let him goes he says he doesn't want to fight there, let's fight in the bathroom. I said okay, I was headed there anyway. So I follow him to the men's room, he walks all the way to the back, I stopped and took a piss. I get done and turn toward him and he starts jawing, but from about 10 feet away. He never moves toward me. So I say "look, you seem really upset, so to make this fair I'll let you have the first shot". Not only wouldn't he throw a punch, he wouldn't even take a step toward me.
So I just told him, well you waited till I'm 53 to start this back up, maybe when I'm 60 you might be willing to take your shot, keep working out. I laughed, turned around and walked out through the crowd that had assembled. Had at least 10 people come up to me afterward either asking what his problem was or saying what an azz he was being. One guy said he had my back, but didn't look like I needed it.
All in all a pretty funny non-event.
Standing near the top of the stairs is none other than the former site owner. He's wearing a smedium shirt, apparently proud of the minimal gains he has seen through his crossfit regiment the last few years. I actually think what brought about the next event is that he thought I would be intimidated. He was actually standing with his palms facing forward, which made me believe he was trying to flash his biceps at me. It was really kind of funny. Anyway, the first thing he says is "you still want to fight?" I said "sure, let's do it" and walked up into his space.
First thing I noticed is that he stayed squared up to me (feet parallel) and left his hands at his sides. Didn't even think about getting in a fighting stance, so I know right away that he either A) has no clue how to fight or B) has no real desire to do it. So we stand there jawing a bit and I start getting tired of it. So I shoot my left hand up and grab his throat just under his chin and push his head up with my right ready to fire when he tries to throw a punch. Problem is he never lifts his hands, they stay at his sides. What he does do is start looking over my shoulder in the direction of two stadium workers that were behind me with this "look what he's doing" look.
So I figure there's really no reason to embarrass the guy, let him go and just say forget it. When I let him goes he says he doesn't want to fight there, let's fight in the bathroom. I said okay, I was headed there anyway. So I follow him to the men's room, he walks all the way to the back, I stopped and took a piss. I get done and turn toward him and he starts jawing, but from about 10 feet away. He never moves toward me. So I say "look, you seem really upset, so to make this fair I'll let you have the first shot". Not only wouldn't he throw a punch, he wouldn't even take a step toward me.
So I just told him, well you waited till I'm 53 to start this back up, maybe when I'm 60 you might be willing to take your shot, keep working out. I laughed, turned around and walked out through the crowd that had assembled. Had at least 10 people come up to me afterward either asking what his problem was or saying what an azz he was being. One guy said he had my back, but didn't look like I needed it.
All in all a pretty funny non-event.
