Yep...
I never fancied myself a great brawler, but I've been known to be a bit of a scrapper in the bar scene back in the day. I mean, you don't cower, you turn around, jump to your feet, and start swinging wildly if necessary. Doesn't hurt to throw in a surprise kick to the 'nads either!
The first and last time I went to Baltimore Inner Harbor my family and my parents were seated at an outdoor restaurant. My dad got up to go to the bathroom. About 5 minutes later this Pakistani came up and tried to grab his chair. My wife and my mom told him the seat was taken. He threw the seat down. That’s when I told him in so many words what a douche canoe he was. He got in my face. I remained seated as I told him to please hit me. Make it good because if I remained conscious I was going to specific things with his face involving metal objects. I remained seated. He backed down. Good for him, he survived the encounter.
-SB