That was the point Camperis was trying to make but once he hit the third rail of ethnic differences, he had to pay and he did, good bye Al.
That was exactly my experience. I used to line up against one of the best defensive tackles in the Metro NY Area. He used to kill me, well, he would knock me down not hurt me. Later we would sometimes match up during water polo. I made sure I stayed at the deep end as he could not swim well. We used to laugh about it because he would say you will not have that smirk on your face if we get down the shallow end! He towered over me a good six inches so there was no chance I would consider doing that!
Long ago I lived in Chicago and would go biking along the lake on th near north side. Being a pretty good swimmer, I went through mental scenarios based on being way laid by Amish thugs. I decided the best thing to do would be to jump into the lake where it was over my head and challenge them to follow on the belief that I could robably drown any one of them who did. No, I didn’t ever have to do it.