I can only think of one proper fight, but it was quite memorable.
A skinny, geeky kid in the year above me and this quiet trainspotter who just about everyone disliked intensely due to his general strangeness and the way he was a complete cunt to anyone who tried to talk to him were generally the best of friends.

Then, one day as we were all sitting around playing cards in the sixth form common room we heard someone shouting over the other side and, looking over, saw the geeky kid, utterly red in the face, literally windmilling his arms trying to beat the shit out of trainspotter. His fists were just going either side of the target's face and, evidently realising this, he changed tactics and started doing the strangest overarm punches I have ever seen, also missing entirely. His opponent had until this point been slowly backing away, but having reached the edge of the room was now trapped against a wall with a whiteboard on it.

Seeing that he had no escape, he landed an absolute belter of a punch into the other's stomach, then ducked under his arm and legged it out the door. Our nerdy hero, however, is in full berserker mode and utterly oblivious to pain. He continued to throw his ridiculous, wildy flailing blows for a good 10 seconds before the mist cleared and he realised what was going on.

Afterwards, his knuckles were bleeding and a red-stained crack could be seen on the whiteboard. I never found out what the fight was about, but as far as I know they never spoke to each other again.
(MooCow_Byter, Fri 10 Mar 2006, 19:29, Reply)