There’s no song. I don’t hear much. I am focused on the fight. I’m focused on the man’s eyes, his feet, hips, and whether he is armed. In fact everything becomes silent. Slow motion. I’m watching the other guy’s every move. If his right pectoral muscle moves, I have a right coming. Fighting, is about balance. Most men adjust their bodies to a certain way, to bet maximum leverage. If you watch their eyes, feet, and hip movement, it gives you a split second idea of what they’re about to do.
In the moment, I hear nothing. Sometimes, you get a ringing, in your ear if take a punch right on your ear. Something that happened to me a lot. I didn’t duck, or dodge, I usually turned my head, and took the punch. Many times, the fucker would smash my eat against my skull.It rarely hurt my head, but but hurt my ear. Not a wise move, because then I felt open to full attack mode. Then, they get blasted.
No songs. Most fights less than 30 seconds, once it becomes a “fight.” I am scared after most, or shaking. My hands are shaking, and sometimes my feet. There were only two, maybe 3, where I had to be pulled of of the man. I would have likely killed them. I was not in control. I was in a mode I’ve almost never been in. If it were not for my guys, I’d have killed them. You don’t punch me, in the face, or stab me, and get away with it. I’m willing to sustain some damage, but don’t put us in a serious fight. I’ll fucking fuck you up. I usually stop, when the guy is unconscious, but when I go red, I don’t stop. The only way I really fight, is to try to kill you. I’m not happy about that, but if you threaten my life, I will definitely go hard against you.
My father killed two men, in Vietnam. His foxhole partner, was decapitated. He killed both men, with their own machetes, and had to be pulled of buy multiple men. I guess I have that same gene. He hacked two men, to pieces, and had to be restrained, buy multiple soldiers.
When I see red, I can’t stop. I guess that means I am a bad person….
