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They were actually reversed.
And I got the beer bottle thrown at me!
"Maryland football: Where everybody gets hurt and the starting left tackle has an existential crisis."
Greasers were into cars, think '57 Chevys and 65' Mustangs, and girls who were into performance cars. For those that could afford it, GTO's, Chevelle's, and Dodge Darts (no one had the money for a Dodge Charger or Corvette).
One guy in our neighborhood won a GTO in a radio contest and could only drive it back and forth in the drive way until his parents let him on the road. It was something to see and listen to when you were 16. Ultimately he and a bunch of guys from Wheaton joined forces and rebuilt anything faster than a Ford Falcon and raced them up at 75-80 dragway in upper Montgomery County by Peter Pan restaurant (which was still around until a few years ago).
So yeah, something like the cast of Grease.
Yeah ... many of those greasers went on to become professional car mechanics. I think some of us are paying their childrens' college tuitions.
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I got a kick out of Congo's story because of the way everything was handled and it was a fair fight. No one went to jail or got suspended from school which was the way it used to be because both fighters had their "boys" who were there to keep it from getting out of hand.
It reminded me of a story from the nineties with my two eldest sons who some of you have met. We were living in North Houston and my kids went to Westfield High School where they had something like 83 different NATIONS enrolled in the school, and they had armed security guards and metal detectors just to enter the place way back then. Most of the trouble was between the blacks and Hispanics, but a Hispanic kid with a brother called my eldest out and he had a younger brother who called my second kid out. I knew nothing about it. They would meet in a remote area where there were working gas wells and cattle running around, and the Hispanic kids brought a camera to film it bragging how they were going to kick my boys' asses. Big mistake.
Well Drew was like 9th grade and Todd a Senior, and Drew came into the house and pitched his T-shirt in the laundry room and yelled to his Mom, "There's blood on that shirt, Mom, but don't worry, it's not mine". LOL!!! Now Mother gets on me to find out WTF happened. Well no one went to jail, and my boys kicked the shit out of those boys, so as far as I was concerned, bully for them.
Yes, pretty much what Eli and Congo related, was the way fights occurred back in the '60's - 70's. Biggest one I remember was in jr high in North Syracuse, very blue collar area. Some guys were really big and tough, probably had to be due to their living environment. At any rate, they decided to get into it w/our gym teacher. He was very fair w/everyone seeing to it that they all received equal chances to play whichever sport was for the season.
Not sure how it started, but I remember how it ended, w/our resident tough guy, out cold w/one punch from the gym teacher. Gym teacher "resigned", but found out he had been reassigned to another district. The school was never out of hand, as most fights were off the school grounds. This was the only one on it.
Back then, greasers were:
Guys who put grease in their hair and slicked it back, and they often carried combs and were always combing their do. They tended to love cars. They were generally lower middle class. Alot of them wore tee shirts only and rolled up the sleve to hold a pack of cigarettes. They hated the 2 other groups we had in high school, The Preppies,the hippies and the folks like me who were in between the 2.. Unlike the preppies and the hippies they stayed away from pot which was comming onto the scene. Most were also dumb as dirt in school, I think for them it was a badge of honor to get kicked out of school, or quit and get a job.
Reminds me of the biggest baddest brawl I ever saw: was 1974 spring brake and me and 2 buds were headed to the keys from cup and had listened to the epic MD-NC State game on the way down. We were in a big bar in Ft Lauderdale called the Fling Machine I think. We were sitting at one of the many smaller bar sections in the kointjoint when all of a sudden about 20 surfer dudes came rushing in and all hell broke loose between them and a big bunch of bikers . It was a brutal brawl and aa lot of people got beaten on badly. Bottles were flying and a biker got thrown over the bar where we were sitting and then got a bottle upside the head. We didn't move and for some reason never felt threatened. Poor guy next to me got scared to death and tried yo run out but his sandles broke as he was trying to cross the dance floor and he fell down and became part of the action.
Got in a fight outside Nobles in Fed Hill last night. Based on how angry my girlfriend is with me right now definitely not worth it.
Fought R&W again last night. Ended about the same as last time.
I had an older brother, and some of the worst fights I EVER got into were with him, and that's saying a lot because I got into some epic fights in high school and college. The fight I remember was we were both in high school, and it ended when he was on top (he was two years older) and he tried to hit me in the face, and he punched the floor and broke his finger.
When it was over, I had a bruise behind my ear with his knuckle impression left behind, and I got him square on the breast bone, and he had my knuckle impression on his chest. It was brutal. Once I got to be in 10th grade, I kicked his ass, and never had to fight him again and I was happy that was over. It only took once for him to decide he didn't want anymore of me. ha!!! I just got bigger and badder than him, and he knew it.
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