Based around the column "Trevor's Travels" published each Sunday in the San Bernardino Sun, with some detours along the way.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
The other evening, She Who Must Be Obeyed (S.W.M.B.O.) and I were popping out for a quick aperitif at one of our favorite places. It was about six and all was quiet. However as we turned into the street there were about six or seven men brawling. Now this is not the sort of thing one expects at that hour. I can't comment on later as I'm rarely out then. But here we were trying to get down the street and fellows were all over the road. We eventually made our way through and entered an empty bar - everybody was outside watching or engaging in the fray. Eventually the sheriffs arrived and made a couple of arrests. One was of a young man who stupidly tried to hit one of the officers. Not a bright chap obviously.
What was interesting was that the fight was nowhere near as good as those shown in movies. There everything is choreographed beautifully, whereas in the real world there's a lot of shouting and pushing, a few wild punches thrown that didn't seem to land anywhere and one torn shirt. Still enough to get the adrenaline up - particularly for the participants!