Fight Nights!!

Read the harrowing tales of SOGO in or witnessing combat on the mean streets of Manayunk not one, but two days in a row. SOGO does not condone violence, but we will direct it at other's when necessary. And we will always laugh at idiots who think they're bad ass, and clearly aren't.

Friday, May 12th

So Friday night, Casey, Tom, and I walk out of the Eagle, we walk down terrace towards ridge and about a block down there is a jeep cherokee parked in the middle of the street and signs of a scuffle.  also a clearly insane woman screaming at the top of her lungs.  So we walk down, and pull up a nice spot on the sidewalk to watch the show.

Two guys are on the ground engaged in hand to hand combat.  The one appeared to be using some hybrid of the greco-roman school.  The other guy appeared to be getting his ass beat.  While this is going on, 2 girls are animatedly screaming at each other.  One standing in the driver's side door of a car parked on the side of the street, she appeared to be linked to the winning combatant on the ground, and another girl who was clearly insane, very loud, and running all over the place.  To her car parked in the street, to the 2 combatants, to the girl in the door of the car.  Screaming at the top of her lungs.  so, after the crazy girl throws a flurry of half assed slaps at GR (Greco-Roman) the calmer girl goes. "Get the hell away from him, he's a cop.  You don't know who you're Fucking with"

This sets off IG (Insane Girl), "HE"S A COP???? HE'S A COP?  I DON'T KNOW WHO I:M FUCKING WITH????!!!  MY BROTHER"S A VET!!!   MY BROTHER'S A VET!!!! YOU DON"T KNOW WHO YOU'RE FUCKING WITH!!! MY BROTHER'S A VET!!!!  MY BOTHER'S A VET!!!!!"  This went on and on.  She kept screaming at the top of her lungs about her brother being a vet.  No one was impressed.

At this point a guy our age comes out of his house behind us, walks up to Casey, Tom, and I. He asks, clearly excited, "What've we got here?"  The 4 of us giggled through the rest of the encounter together.

So, by now the guy getting his ass handed to him is about to pass out from the choke hold he's in.  GR yells out to the 2 arguing ladies, "Hey, this guy's gonna be in big trouble real soon.  I want to let go of him before he's really hurt, but I can't do that until you calm down."

"MY BROTHER"S A VET!!!   MY BROTHER'S A VET!!!! YOU DON"T KNOW WHO YOU'RE FUCKING WITH!!! MY BROTHER'S A VET!!!!  MY BOTHER'S A VET!!!!!", was her response.  He repeats himself and she begins to calm down.  she's still yelling, but she's at least moved to the driver's side of the Cherokee, away from the combatants.

At this point, GR let's AH (Ass-Handed) up. AH looks unsure and unsteady on his feet.  He starts to say something and IG goes off on him, "GET IN THE CAR!!!  GET IN THE FUCKING CAR!!  NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR FROM YOU, YOU PUSSY!!!"

Unable to bite my tongue any longer, I yell out, "Ouch! Whooped physically, and emasculated by your girl!  that's a rough night!"  AH shamefully lowered his head and got in the car, shotgun side.  He was clearly not allowed to drive in this relationship.

So now, IG is still shouting at the other couple, but winding down.  You can tell she's running out of steam and she's inching closer to the driver side door.  Not content to let it be over, the guy watching with us goes, "Watch this." and sprints past her, taps her on the head, and keeps going right down the street and into the Eagle.  This sets her off on a new round of hysterics.  she's screaming, jumping around, demanding to know who he was.  We were all doubled over laughing and couldn't answer her queries.  She then got in the car and drove down to the Eagle where she got out and screamed at the door for a while.

So we talked to the winning couple for a while afterwards.  Apparently their friends had dropped them off at their car and that pissed off the other couple behind them.  After immediately honking the horn when the car stopped, while GR was attempting to open his door, they drove by and AH opened his passenger side door into him as the car was moving.  then got out and confronted him.  then Promptly got his ass kicked.   It was Great entertainment for us though.

Saturday, May 12th

As told in roundtable discussion format.

Call: From my perspective, simply put, Sharon was walking to the Eagle, a car beeped at her to get out of the street which she did.  Girl gave her the finger which she ignored.  Smitty, trying to"smooth things over" approached said car to talk to the guys, go hit over the head with what we think was a bottle.  Darryl heard this and went after the guy getting back into the car.  the other guy jumped out of the car and tackled Darryl.  Meanwhile, Lou comes into the bar and he and I are talking.  He tells me, giggling the whole time, that there were two dudes trying to fight outside and everyone was coming into the bar and walking away.  I noticed Darryl wasn't in the bar and asked Lou his whereabouts.  Lou, realizing the immediacy of the situation, looked at me with the "shit, you're right!" look on his face and motioned me to follow which I did.  Next thing I know I see Lou glance out the window, look back at me waving me on, and sprint for the back door.  I run out of the bar to see 2 guys in the middle of Terrace Street, kicking someone on the ground.  Lou ran to the left tackled the guy there, I ran to the right, grabbed other guy from behind and pulled him to the sidewalk away from Darryl on the ground.  Girls in car get out and begin screaming to let their boyfriends go and stop hitting them.  Darryl gets up as the guy slips away from me and begins to chase the pussy now running away from a shorthanded 3 on 2 fight.  Other douche gets up from Lou's Urlacher-esqe hit and begins to scream that he wants his ass kicked in some more.  Lou looks at him and tells him to get in his car.  He has the balls to scream, "You jumped us" so I say back, "It was two on one, we evened things out dickhead", he looks back at us and says "Two on one?  Alright right now!"  His girl screaming at him to get back in his car and his boy pushing him back into the car win out.  This, of course, was after his boy that had run away came back and handed Darryl his shirt back.  All the while Darryl is running around with that blacked-out look of rage in his eye, shirt off  challenging either one, or both to a "fair one".  As I said, this is what I saw/remember but it happened so damn fast, Lou probably has another perspective.

Lou: Call pretty much nailed the fight sequence. The girls in the car's actualy line was "don't walk in the middle of the street in our territory." What a ridiculously cheesy line. Also the kid wanted to square off with me because after tackling him I got at least 2-3 solid punches in to his left eye and Darrell got a couple shots in on the taller kid too. If memory serves me right these are 2 of the 8 kids we fought last year at the bike race. When they talk shit they strike me as kids thinking we won't fight back, obviously they are always wrong. They outnumber people but once the numbers even up they turn into pussies and run, or just run their mouths. Smitty got messed up though, mild concussion and stitches in his leg. He had a bottle in his pocket the broke and stabbed him when he fell. Darrell has a black eye but it looks more like make up and is only black and blue around his actual eye.

I'd say 19 [years old], real cheesy kids. They came up to Darrell who said nothing and asked him to apologize to the ones girlfriend because of what he said. Darrell had said nothing, Danielle and Sharon had laughed at the girls and being wigger cheese balls they obviously were just looking to fight. When we got to terrace on the walk to the Eagle the 2 kids were trailing Darrell then they realized we were with him. After they initially stopped following him they caught back up at the Eagle. Darrell just trying to be cool said he is sorry but didn't really say anything. Then I told everyone to get back in the bar. Everyone was in the bar, smitty was the last one walking in, they pulled the biggest pussy move ever, attack the last kid outside and the smallest at that. I wigged out when I tackled the kid. I was not happy.

I will tell you what if Heif who was blacked out at the time or a drunk Bangert were there it might of gotten ugly. I stopped pounding the kid because I wanted to get up and make sure everyone else was ok and the only reason I didn't fight more was because I didn't want Scotty to flag me from the Eagle(access to the Eagle is a priority). If Bang or blacked out Heif saw it the fight would of raged on. I was sober during this ordeal, if I were drunk I don't know what would of happened. This probably wont be the last time anything like this happens because the kids are always at the park near my house and we always walk by it. I still don't know what they look like but I guarantee they will jump us if they can since they are pussies and jump people.

Jay Barr: Maybe TSP is like Menudo.  They are constantly evolving, adapting, recruiting.    Bam, my guess is that the original TSP are probably dead, everyone is well aware of the struggle of  surviving on the rough streets of Manayunk, where everyday could be your last. Its pretty gay that they call themselves the Terrace Street Posse.  It just screams “we’re white and lame”.  Black people are so much cooler.

Call: Their combat style screams the same.

Lou: I estimate their age solely on the line the chick in the car dropped..."don't walk in the middle of the street in OUR TERRITORY." Who the F do they think they are? And they obviously aren't tough we F'd them up when the numbers were even 2 times now. Only thing I am ever worried about with these little F's are that one of them don't think they are a real gangsta and bring out a gun. They already tried the little bats(wompers) last year and Darrell stole it from him and beat his ass with it.

Dave's Tale from the Weekend

I got into a fight with a dumpster, a large lawn bush, and a wall.  I kicked the dumpster and the bush's ass, however the wall left me with some battle wounds.