OK great they sit around with us for a while and it becomes obvious they are both tanked and they start bragging about drinking all day. Of course not content with just bragging they decide to help themselves to one of my friends case of beer. He confronts them and they say someone else handed it to them they didn't take it.
No sooner than the beer issue gets straightened out and they start bumping chests with another of riding buddies. At this point I have no interest in them staying so I ask them to leave. My room mate Sarrah asks the girl that came with them to get their car as I was standing in front of the shed with the 2 guys.
Of course they get all bent about being asked to leave and start arguing with me. My friend steps out and we explain to them they aren't welcome and are very out numbered (7:2 give or take) and they should just hit the road. At this point I'm rather angry but being polite about it, I tell them no hard feelings come back another weekend when they are sober.
Then things went down hill one them gets in my face and shoves me. My roommate sarrah steps between us and tries to talk the other guy down and asks him again to just leave. At this point they had been asked nicely at least 10 times. Well idiot #1 decides to then push sarrah and knock her on the ground (she is about 5' 7" 115 Lbs)
At that point I completely lose my temper and punch idiot #1 directly in the face he falls and I head for idiot #2 and get a few swings on him while my friend keeps #1 busy. They both get up about the time sarrah's boyfriend comes steaming out of the shed realizing that they just knocked his girl around. He's considerably bigger than me and used to wrestle the 215# class and both those idiots where my size or smaller.
He plows them both on to ground with a force and appearance I would describe as a jack hammer hitting concrete.
By this point the rest of my buddies heard my screaming about "never put hands on a girl like that" and they pile out of the shed too. It turned into an all out beat down. (it was completely dark in front of the shed which didn't help) They kept saying they where leaving and would walk towards their car only to turn around and come back to be laid out again. Finally we got a hold of the one and literally beat him into their car. The other was curled up in the fetal position yelling just don't hit me anymore! End results:
Idiot #1 and #2 took a severe beating and I accidentally punched one of my buddies in the face during the mess. I ended up with a broken 5th meta-carpal in my left hand (strange because I'm right handed) and i'm stuck in a cast till after the 4th.
I've never been in a fight in my life and never had the desire too but i really don't feel bad about this whole deal. I told the doc if I had it to do over I wouldn't change a thing except the broken bone part he just laughed. He laughed more when I asked if I could ride the CR, but did tell me I can get away with the sport bike if I keep it reasonable. Still suck I miss the dirt bike.
My hand
Keeping my self sane on the street bike
