Sorry for the novel, but - last Saturday after the FSU v. UF game, I run into some old friends of mine. They are all absolutely shitfaced, I'm stone cold sober. We're all ex-jocks, so I expected a low level of the typical drunken homoerotic hazing stuff - cup checks, ass slaps, arm punches. Two of my friends stop after I explain that I'm sober, it hurts, we're in our thirties
One guy though does not stop. I tolerate it for almost an hour, asking him nicely numerous times, asking the othe rguys to restrain him, etc. I finally explain to him that, while he's bigger than me and could kick my ass sober, he's drunk and if he doesn't stop I'll bodyslam him in front of the forty or so people at the post-game tailgate.
So he slaps me in the face and then gets in a fighting pose and eggs me on. I snap. I shoot, pick him up and slam him down in a patch of ice and walk off. He's stunned a bit, gets up after about three minutes, and then charges me. I pick him up again and throw him into a table. He finally stops and we do the drunken (on his part) brohug thing and I think it's over.
I will admit, it felt good to do it. I've been under a lot of stress lately and I haven't let myself get angry like that in probably five or six years. I'm not a tough guy, at all, so it felt good to bodyslam a bigger guy.
Today, I suppose after waiting for me to call and apologize, the "friend" calls to tell me I should apologize. I decline and explain that he egged me on, I asked him for almost an hour to stop, my other two friends stop, etc. He then says, only half-joking, that I might have to apologize in court. I, half-joking of course
, explain that if he can show damages, he might have a case. He says that he can show damages alright. I then remember his dad's an orthopedic surgeon. I force a chuckle and say "Alright man, we'll see. Hope you feel better. " And then hang up.
I get the feeling I'm going to need to build a coalition with my other two friends to stop this shit. It just sucks to bring drama into the situation.
Also, tonight, the ex called me over and proceeded to explain to me for about two hours what a rotten person I was. I was
a rotten person to her, so I just sat there and took it.
What a mess we make for ourselves.