If you’re a lifelong Long Islander, you may be right. I never thought those pampered Nassau and Suffolk wusses were any too tough.
But don’t tell me we city boys couldn’t handle ourselves.
The guidos with their baseball bats (only cavemen and retards use clubs as weapons) and the BedStuy Clockers (I am showing my age with my terminology), wouldn't last a minute in a low rent bar in Tacoma, let alone Fort Collins or West Memphis.
There once were tough men in the city, but they departed en masse sometime after WWII. Now all we have left are dime store thugs and foppish metrosexuals in the five boroughs. :-(