WAAAAARRR!!!!
My school was pretty average at fighting although I was never really involved in many rucks due to being an all-round good bloke. I was a late developer and have been in several scraps since leaving school and discovering the pain-killing properties of the booze. We did have a couple of 'those families' though who were all chavvy bastards and some were even quite dangerous and did time after leaving. One bloke got locked up for shooting a train driver in the face with an air gun.

AAANYway, my school in Glasgow was a reasonably good school unfortunately situated geographically between 2 state schools, Knightswood and St Thomas Aquinas. These kids used to pick on the kids from my school as we had to wear a uniform and it got to the stage where a fight between all the hard kids in my school (not that many) and the hard kids in Knightswood (several hundred) was arranged to take place one lunchtime. Someone obiously got a little bit hyped up about it and proceeded to yap on about it within earshot of a teacher. So the word was out with the teachers and we were all warned not to set foot outside the school grounds. HOWEVER when lunchtime rolled around all these kids from Knightswood lined up across the brow of the hill just up from the school. It was like a scene from Zulu, i'm telling you. All of a sudden, about 4 or five of the teachers from the science department came striding up the middle of the road outside the school!! There was Mr Biologist, Dr Biologist, Dr Chemist, and Mr Physicist and possibly one other but it was brilliant!! These ratty little chavs ran like the fuck and didn't bother any of us for ages.

Cut forward several years when I was in 5th year and one of the guys in my year was on a bus home. Quietly smoking his tab (as you were allowed to on the top deck of buses back then) and minding his own business, he starts getting abuse from some of the unwashed from St Tams. Choosing to ignore it, as he walks off the bus he stubs the ciggie out on the protagonists face. I am told various versions of this (bus driver intervenes and starts throwing punches, knives were used, bus exploded etc etc) but one goes that basically all hell broke loose, loads of kids on the bus involved and as the kid from my school was a big guy he beat the other kid up. But he was reported and suspended. Bit crap considering he didn't start it but hey ho. After that, getting home was a bit of a nightmare as I used to go home over a bridge which had bus stops on it where all the St Tams kids used to get their busses home. That's when my fighting baptism really took place with several small punch-ups which weren't very interesting really... Exciting times though. Happy days.
( Normanator Bad case of trapped wind since, Tue 14 Mar 2006, 11:25, Reply)