It's late, and this brings up a really funny war story, at least for me. In the late 70's, my friend Charles Halliday was training a super heavyweight, number one ranked Olympic boxer named Mike Dixon. Mike was about 6'2" ate donuts all summer, and still looked like a 235 pound cross between a body builder and Arnold S. at his best Mr. Olympia form, totally ripped, with 6 pack. His record was 35 wins, 0 losses, and 5 DQ's. In free boxing, it was not unusual to get DQed for knocking out the home town favorite. In Hayward, MIke knocked the guy out, and got DQed for hitting the guy as he was falling to the ground, knocked out.
Anything with NCAA or Olympics=corrupt...
So, Mike makes the then to be 80 Olympic team, and, the team is going to England to fight. Mike, being a typical knothead heavyweight, doesn't get on the plane, but, ends up quitting, marrying a very rich white girl, working as a bouncer in her home town in Central Kali, and, finally ends up as a prison guard.
Now, I said all this for this story.
Mike's working as a bouncer, and, he has to kick some white red necks out of the bar. Mike keeps his temper, which for him, was an incredible accomplishment, and, the 5 guys leave, still standing, but calling him the n word, and his family etc.
Knowing MIke, that was incredibly difficult for him to contain his both ability, and rage.
Fast forward, 2: 30 AM, after the bar closes. The 5 drunk white guys have mistaken Mike's professional restraint for some sort of weakness. They think that if they catch him all alone, he's going to wilt, turn into a pansy, and beg for mercy.
They confront him outside the bar, and call him out. He doesn't quite react the way they expect, and, they all sort of have one of those epithanies in life where they realize they totally didn't realize the situation, and, they made a huge mistake. Some how Mike didn't act like a cowering
Muhammed Ali, who, by the way, Mike was near as fast, hit harder, but had shorter arms.
The conversation went something like,
"I think it's time we leave."
Mike said something like,
"It's too late for that."
Given the odds, the weapons the guys had, and the confrontation after work, after the guys had come out of the E.R. they were arrested, and prosecuted. This was a GREAT prosecutor, and, felt that it was in his towns' best interest to put gangs of guys that would assault people after work in jail, even if they have to eat their food out of a straw for 6 months, due to their poor choices...
Mike was a great guy, but, even he had his limits. It was good to hear that for once, the law got the right guys for their crimes.
Charles had a similar situation, and, the judge begrudgingly let him go, given the odds. However, it was REAL close to being another Conair scenario: War vet comes home, gets assaulted by a gang of guys, slaughters them, and breaks them into small pieces, and ends up in
prison for A&B, when in fact, the other guys tried to kill him...
PS:
It might have helped that his in laws pretty much owned the town....