I'm going to tell a very simplified story of what happened because I don't want to write a book. Suffice to say that a bunch of me and my teammates where out after the bars closed just hanging out(none of us were really drunk except for the guys who's birthday it was...but he isn't involved). Two frat kids walked by and mouthed off to my GF and some other girl and Fred(a 210lbs wrestler with solid blue belt BJJ and decent boxing) said something to them. Some words were exchanged and Fred went after them. He got to the first kid and hit him with a solid left hook then did the prettiest single leg I've ever seen in a street fight and dumped the kid into a doorway. He stepped back and hit him several times. I can only describe the sound like a coconut being cracked by a wooden baseball bat. So Fred walks off, he proved his point. He wasn't trying to kill the kid just show him he needs to be careful who he acts like a dick too. So I get there about the time Fred is leaving(with my GF and roommate behind me) and this kid gets up and starts running his mouth again!!! I was so infuriated that he had NO clue how lucky he was that Fred was proving a point and not trying to kill him that I just snapped. I have NEVER in my life been prone to fits of rage. I've never felt like this EVER. My roomamte and GF had to hold me back(my roommate is a good bit bigger than me). I was soooo pissed. I just wanted to kill him. Then my GF got upset and mad at me because she said it was so unlike me(which it really was). weird night. Cliffs: I don't condone street fights.