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I should know better than to talk about people's old flames (1 Viewer)

TheIronSheik

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This weekend, my girlfriend and I were at our daughter's softball game. Sitting on the bleachers, this couple comes walking by us. They stop and the woman yells mine and my girlfriend's name. It really caught me off guard. Turns out it was this girl we went to high school with. Haven't seen her in over 20 years.

We get to talking with her and just kind of quick catching up.

Now, this girl was a friend of mine through 7th grade. She wasn't ugly, but just not my type, so no feelings like that. I really don't remember much about her except for one incident in 12th grade. I was at a party at a friend's house. Place was packed and I was loaded. She came in with her boyfriend I had never met before. Apparently, he went to another school and was like 2 years older than us.

Well, she comes in and we run into each other. I say "HEY!", and give her a big old drunken hug. When we end our embrace, she says, "I want you to meet my boyfriend."

And this is where things get crazy. As I turn to him, time slows down to a crawl as I see his fist coming towards my face. Using some Matrix like move, I lean back and watch the fist go by my face. The house is so full of people, that when I leaned back, I was pushed straight back up like I was pushing on a horse. I'm stunned. I say, "Did anyone see that!?" I remember laughing because I thought I was falling to the ground and before I knew it I was back on my feet.

I looked back at the guy and another fist was headed my way. So I pulled my Matrix move again, but this time, people were too busy watching this guy take swings that my Matrix move turned into a trust fall gone wrong. Before I hit the ground, I saw his fist connect with the person next to me. It was a girl.

I'm sure it was because I was drunk/stoned, but the whole thing was hilarious to me. The crowd rushed on him and threw him out of the party. To this day, when people talk about weird things happening to them while drinking, I always bust this story out.

Back to catching up with her. I say, "I'm not sure if you even remember this, but do you remember that one party where you brought that ##### bag loser and he started throwing punches? Dude was psycho! But I still tell people that story! Too funny."

So, it turns out that she married that guy. And that was him standing next to her. And he coaches my daughters softball team. :mellow:

 
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This weekend, my girlfriend and I were at our daughter's softball game. Sitting on the bleachers, this couple comes walking by us. They stop and the woman yells mine and my girlfriend's name. It really caught me off guard. Turns out it was this girl we went to high school with. Haven't seen her in over 20 years.

We get to talking with her and just kind of quick catching up.

Now, this girl was a friend of mine through 7th grade. She wasn't ugly, but just not my type, so no feelings like that. I really don't remember much about her except for one incident in 12th grade. I was at a party at a friend's house. Place was packed and I was loaded. She came in with her boyfriend I had never met before. Apparently, he went to another school and was like 2 years older than us.

Well, she comes in and we run into each other. I say "HEY!", and give her a big old drunken hug. When we end our embrace, she says, "I want you to meet my boyfriend."

And this is where things get crazy. As I turn to him, time slows down to a crawl as I see his fist coming towards my face. Using some Matrix like move, I lean back and watch the fist go by my face. The house is so full of people, that when I leaned back, I was pushed straight back up like I was pushing on a horse. I'm stunned. I say, "Did anyone see that!?" I remember laughing because I thought I was falling to the ground and before I knew it I was back on my feet.

I looked back at the guy and another fist was headed my way. So I pulled my Matrix move again, but this time, people were too busy watching this guy take swings that my Matrix move turned into a trust fall gone wrong. Before I hit the ground, I saw his fist connect with the person next to me. It was a girl.

I'm sure it was because I was drunk/stoned, but the whole thing was hilarious to me. The crowd rushed on him and threw him out of the party. To this day, when people talk about weird things happening to them while drinking, I always bust this story out.

Back to catching up with her. I say, "I'm not sure if you even remember this, but do you remember that one party where you brought that ##### bag loser and he started throwing punches? Dude was psycho! But I still tell people that story! Too funny."

So, it turns out that she married that guy. And that was him standing next to her. And he coaches my daughters softball team. :mellow:
It is boring to live in the same town in which you went to grade school. Live a little and move to a new area.

 
The Iron Sheik I know would have put that jabroni in The Camel Clutch, broke his back, ####ed his ###, and made him humble. You're slipping, Sheik.

 
did you punch him?
LOL. No. I think he was more embarrassed than me. His face was red and he said sorry to me. Guy still seems like a tool, but at least he owned up to it.

His daughter, who is on the team and who was standing there for the conversation turned to him and said, "You punched a girl, dad?"

That was probably punishment enough for him.

 
This weekend, my girlfriend and I were at our daughter's softball game. Sitting on the bleachers, this couple comes walking by us. They stop and the woman yells mine and my girlfriend's name. It really caught me off guard. Turns out it was this girl we went to high school with. Haven't seen her in over 20 years.

We get to talking with her and just kind of quick catching up.

Now, this girl was a friend of mine through 7th grade. She wasn't ugly, but just not my type, so no feelings like that. I really don't remember much about her except for one incident in 12th grade. I was at a party at a friend's house. Place was packed and I was loaded. She came in with her boyfriend I had never met before. Apparently, he went to another school and was like 2 years older than us.

Well, she comes in and we run into each other. I say "HEY!", and give her a big old drunken hug. When we end our embrace, she says, "I want you to meet my boyfriend."

And this is where things get crazy. As I turn to him, time slows down to a crawl as I see his fist coming towards my face. Using some Matrix like move, I lean back and watch the fist go by my face. The house is so full of people, that when I leaned back, I was pushed straight back up like I was pushing on a horse. I'm stunned. I say, "Did anyone see that!?" I remember laughing because I thought I was falling to the ground and before I knew it I was back on my feet.

I looked back at the guy and another fist was headed my way. So I pulled my Matrix move again, but this time, people were too busy watching this guy take swings that my Matrix move turned into a trust fall gone wrong. Before I hit the ground, I saw his fist connect with the person next to me. It was a girl.

I'm sure it was because I was drunk/stoned, but the whole thing was hilarious to me. The crowd rushed on him and threw him out of the party. To this day, when people talk about weird things happening to them while drinking, I always bust this story out.

Back to catching up with her. I say, "I'm not sure if you even remember this, but do you remember that one party where you brought that ##### bag loser and he started throwing punches? Dude was psycho! But I still tell people that story! Too funny."

So, it turns out that she married that guy. And that was him standing next to her. And he coaches my daughters softball team. :mellow:
It is boring to live in the same town in which you went to grade school. Live a little and move to a new area.
I've lived all over the world. I just moved back to this area a couple of years ago.

 
TheIronSheik said:
This weekend, my girlfriend and I were at our daughter's softball game. Sitting on the bleachers, this couple comes walking by us. They stop and the woman yells mine and my girlfriend's name. It really caught me off guard. Turns out it was this girl we went to high school with. Haven't seen her in over 20 years.

We get to talking with her and just kind of quick catching up.

Now, this girl was a friend of mine through 7th grade. She wasn't ugly, but just not my type, so no feelings like that. I really don't remember much about her except for one incident in 12th grade. I was at a party at a friend's house. Place was packed and I was loaded. She came in with her boyfriend I had never met before. Apparently, he went to another school and was like 2 years older than us.

Well, she comes in and we run into each other. I say "HEY!", and give her a big old drunken hug. When we end our embrace, she says, "I want you to meet my boyfriend."

And this is where things get crazy. As I turn to him, time slows down to a crawl as I see his fist coming towards my face. Using some Matrix like move, I lean back and watch the fist go by my face. The house is so full of people, that when I leaned back, I was pushed straight back up like I was pushing on a horse. I'm stunned. I say, "Did anyone see that!?" I remember laughing because I thought I was falling to the ground and before I knew it I was back on my feet.

I looked back at the guy and another fist was headed my way. So I pulled my Matrix move again, but this time, people were too busy watching this guy take swings that my Matrix move turned into a trust fall gone wrong. Before I hit the ground, I saw his fist connect with the person next to me. It was a girl.

I'm sure it was because I was drunk/stoned, but the whole thing was hilarious to me. The crowd rushed on him and threw him out of the party. To this day, when people talk about weird things happening to them while drinking, I always bust this story out.

Back to catching up with her. I say, "I'm not sure if you even remember this, but do you remember that one party where you brought that ##### bag loser and he started throwing punches? Dude was psycho! But I still tell people that story! Too funny."

So, it turns out that she married that guy. And that was him standing next to her. And he coaches my daughters softball team. :mellow:
Good for you for being honest, at least. It's refreshing, so many people out there it seems that don't really say what's on their minds.

:thumbup:

 
Dude is one of three coaches of the team. The team is a 10 year old girls softball team. For half of these girls, it's their first year playing. While the other half has one year prior under their belts. So, no one on these teams is a star.

But this guy yells at his girl like she plays for the Olympic softball team. And while you'd usually feel bad for the little girl, she's probably one of the few 10 year old girls I'd like to beat the crap out of. She yells at the rest of the team like she's in charge. And when the other two coaches ask her to do something, she'll say no. Then her and her dad (the tool) will give each other a low key high five. They did it once near me and I heard him say, "Way to stand up for yourself."

And not that it's OK when someone is the star of the team and acts like that, but this little ##### (yeah, I said it) is middle of the pack ability-wise.

The whole family, including the grand parents, are just horrible people. I hate them all. A lot.

Looking forward to the team party at their house at the end of the season. :mellow:

 
Dude is one of three coaches of the team. The team is a 10 year old girls softball team. For half of these girls, it's their first year playing. While the other half has one year prior under their belts. So, no one on these teams is a star.

But this guy yells at his girl like she plays for the Olympic softball team. And while you'd usually feel bad for the little girl, she's probably one of the few 10 year old girls I'd like to beat the crap out of. She yells at the rest of the team like she's in charge. And when the other two coaches ask her to do something, she'll say no. Then her and her dad (the tool) will give each other a low key high five. They did it once near me and I heard him say, "Way to stand up for yourself."

And not that it's OK when someone is the star of the team and acts like that, but this little ##### (yeah, I said it) is middle of the pack ability-wise.

The whole family, including the grand parents, are just horrible people. I hate them all. A lot.

Looking forward to the team party at their house at the end of the season. :mellow:
This has upper decker written all over it.

 
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TheIronSheik said:
Parrothead said:
did you punch him?
LOL. No. I think he was more embarrassed than me. His face was red and he said sorry to me. Guy still seems like a tool, but at least he owned up to it.His daughter, who is on the team and who was standing there for the conversation turned to him and said, "You punched a girl, dad?"

That was probably punishment enough for him.
:lmao:

 
ClownCausedChaos2 said:
Willie Whistle said:
The Iron Sheik I know would have put that jabroni in The Camel Clutch, broke his back, ####ed his ###, and made him humble. You're slipping, Sheik.
Say what now?
Those old wrasslin shows were always much different when you went to see them live than they were on TV.

 
My oldest girl plays on a 8 to 10 yo softball team and I now yearn for the years of kindergarten soccer when (almost) all parents were on the same page that this is for development & fun. Between the helicopter parents, the umpire complainers, the little brats in the bleachers and the wide disparity in talent on the teams, I loathe my girl's softball games. I'm guessing it just gets worse from here.

 
My oldest girl plays on a 8 to 10 yo softball team and I now yearn for the years of kindergarten soccer when (almost) all parents were on the same page that this is for development & fun. Between the helicopter parents, the umpire complainers, the little brats in the bleachers and the wide disparity in talent on the teams, I loathe my girl's softball games. I'm guessing it just gets worse from here.
I will say, other than this tool, the league is run very well. The main coach is one of the nicest guys I've ever met and he is such a good teacher. All of the parents have fun in the stands, except for this family.

I kept waiting to run into another team that had some obnoxious parent complaining or yelling and we never did. Which means that every other team probably thinks of us as "that" team.

 
TheIronSheik said:
Parrothead said:
did you punch him?
LOL. No. I think he was more embarrassed than me. His face was red and he said sorry to me. Guy still seems like a tool, but at least he owned up to it.

His daughter, who is on the team and who was standing there for the conversation turned to him and said, "You punched a girl, dad?"

That was probably punishment enough for him.
"And got his ### kicked, little girl!"

 
Should have gone all in at that point and said "oh man, I guess I did deserve it after what we were doing in the back seat of your dad's car the week before."

 
Team pizza party tonight!

I wonder what he'd do if I just walked up to him and punched him in the face? Claimed self defense. :shrug:

 
TheIronSheik said:
Team pizza party tonight!

I wonder what he'd do if I just walked up to him and punched him in the face? Claimed self defense. :shrug:
I guarantee you he would pull off the matrix move you taught him that night.

P.S. I love pizza!

 
TheIronSheik said:
Team pizza party tonight!

I wonder what he'd do if I just walked up to him and punched him in the face? Claimed self defense. :shrug:
I guarantee you he would pull off the matrix move you taught him that night.

P.S. I love pizza!
I believe the Matrix move can only be pulled off when propped up by wall to wall people in a crowded room and while wobbly drunk. Really, it was the perfect storm of self defense moves.

 
How was the pizza? Were you able to eat as much as you want or did you have to pretend to finish a bunch of your daughters slices?

 
He didn't show up. Wuss. Although, the story of the punch became the hot topic of the parents during the party. Apparently, they all feel the same way about him as I do.

 

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