Outdoor-Fights

I was in my late 30s and I was in Alberta to visit a female friend of mine there for a 3 week visit the second weekend I was there she decided to have a camp fire in her backyard and introduce me to some of her friends. It was a beautiful summer weekend and after a nite of chatting with some of her friends i ended up meeting her friend Jeff, he and I got along great for most of the night till our conversation switched to how we both used to fight a lot in our high school years, both of us liked to fight and we’re both regarded as good fighters in our respective high schools his in Alberta mine in Ontario where I still live, as the night went on and more and more people had left the party he mentioned that if we had met in high school him and I would have fought for sure. We were pretty evenly matched I was only a couple of inches taller. By 2 or 3 in the morning everyone was gone except for me and Jeff and we decided to help my female friend clean up all the empty’s and stuff left behind and we were still talking about fighting my female friend could hear us and knew wear this was going, finally he said that he thought he could have taken me back in high school and he was sure that if we fought now he would win that to, it was kinda a friendly challenge witch I let go at first but when we finished cleaning up it was just the 3 of us left sitting by the fire when he asked my female friend think I could take your friend from Ontario? Putting her on the spot for an answer, she said she didn’t know but it would be a great fight to watch. For some reason I couldn’t let that go and said if you want to fight and find out I would definitely fight him let’s make a time and a place and find out. Initially not wanting to fight him at my friends house but my female friend said if your going to fight do it out here we were going to go inside and call it a night and I was staying at her house for my visit, when he said well Ontario what do you think, calling me Ontario when he knew my name was it, I stood up looking at my female friend I said will this effect our friendship if I fight your friend to which she replied not at all just fight out here so we don’t trash her house then looking Jeff right in the eyes I said if you wanna fight let’s do this, he wasted no time getting up and walking to a clear area in my friends back yard it was a warm summer nite both of us kicked off our shoes and pulled off our shirts leaving us both in just long shorts as we squared up my female friend looking a little nervous she had seen both of us fight before took her place out of the way and the fight was on it was one of the best fights I ever had both of us traded punches and eventually went to the lawn both of us took each other to our limits he was a good fighter tougher then I thought he was and he almost had me beaten a couple of times only for me to break free and take the fight back to him. But after about 10 minutes of back and forth full out fighting which seems like an eternity in an all out fight I could feel the power of his punches and kicks getting lighter and lighter both of us had opened up some cuts on each other’s faces and I stayed on pounding his stomach and ribs finally both of us almost out of gas went back down to the lawn where I finally managed to get him to wave off the fight, I managed to beat him my female friend grabbed my arm saying you won he’s had enough and we separated. I got up and headed for her deck to sit catch my breath and she stayed with him for a couple minutes till he got up and she walked him to her back gate and he was gone, then she came and sat on her rear deck with me saying that it was an amazing fight she even thought that Jeff was going to beat me a couple times only for the tide of the fight switched back to my favour saying that was one of the best fights she had ever seen, even though I had a couple shiners and a fat lip my ribs ached for days he gave me one of the best fights I ever had her and I talked about it for days after and when it was time for me to leave Alberta I was basically all healed up during our good bye hug at the airport she said you know that if you ever come back Jeff will probably want to fight me again my reply was that’s fine I’d gladly fight him again. It was 2 years before I managed to come back to Alberta only to find out Jeff had gotten a promotion at his job almost a year ago and was no longer living in her town, and I never saw him again but my female friend still thought it was one of the best fights she ever saw.

I once got into a fight on a nudist beach with this guy
When I arrived, he immediately sized me up with his eyes. When I noticed, I lay down a little way from him and started flexing my muscles. After a while, he started doing the same. We looked at each other and finally got up, walked over to each other, and he said, "You wanna fight?" And of course I said, "Yeah."

And? Tell us about the fight!

My best outdoors fight was in a park late at night. We came from opposite sides of the park. As he emerged from the trees and we could see each other, we threw down our jackets and keys and charged, clashing in the middle, rolling all over the ground slugging each other. We got so hot and turned on that we finished it on my mats at home, close by.

It would be better to fight in jackets

I had exactly the same struggle.

Ive had several outdoor fights from early childhood. Growing up in rural alabama, we often "took it outside". Into the backyard, or if we wanted to get a bit rougher, we'd venture off into the woods so no one would get worried and split us up.

My best ever fight was with my best friend at the age of 15. I wont go into details because im working on writing the experience into a full story, but WHEW.

I wanna read that story!!!

Went to an international summer retreat (basically summer camp) held in Canada in college. One night a bunch of us were out in a field camping and started a series of wrestling matches out in the forwst. Since we didn’t have gear, we all just wrestled in boxers but it was a great time

way into outdoor wrestling naked on dirt or grass, maybe the best one was the first when i was in middle school, wrestled a kid my age naked in an old little league park, hot, sweaty, cummy.

top fight 😎👊🏻

it typically can break your ego when you finally have to surrender to a hated rival after a long fight, im sure he gave you some extra punishment to punctuate his dominance over you, putting you in your place, less of a man than him,,whimpering out your submission. I hated every surrender I've ever given to a rival,, the look on your rivals face, and you knowing he can do anything he wants at that point, and usually he does at your expense, and you take it without resisting. You become a pussy, his bitch, and you both know it.

I remember one of the best fights I’ve ever had was outdoors. This was several years ago. I belonged to The San Francisco Wrestling Club. We would meet every Saturday Afternoon from 12:00PM on. There was this other member who believed he was better than everyone else. I wasn’t one of his fans. I found him quite irritating. One afternoon near the time everyone would head out he came and set next to me. “What is your fucking problem”? He asked me. “Nothings my problem”! “I just find you to be all talk no action”! I replied. “Fuck you pussy”! “You want fight me”? “I’ll show you who’s all talk”! He muttered to me. We then moved to a corner of the room where no one could hear us talk. The conversation got heated. We got into a bit of a shoving match. Then we agreed that we need to settle our differences. But we couldn’t fight at the club because someone would stop us. He didn’t live that far from me. Since we wanted the fight to have an eventual winner we decided to meet that night around 11:30PM in a playground near our houses. We both showed up at 11:30PM wearing jeans and shirt. A little trash talk ensued before we found ourselves in a clinch. Holding each other up throwing punches to the stomach. With one swoop we found ourselves on the ground tearing into each other. Trash talking, rolling around the grass, punching and planting holds on each other. This is what we wanted a fight to the finish. No one around but us punching and wrestling each other. No one around to stop us from tearing into each other. We fought and wrestled for about 45 minutes. There were periods where each of us had wrestling holds on each other, so there was some lapses in the action. It was about 12:30 or so, and we found ourselves just in Jockstraps. We were fighting so hard that it became a strip match. We were evenly match Doug was 5’10” 175 I was 5’10” 180. Doug was a bit more experienced in wrestling than I. He got me into a submission hold where I had to finally give up. By that time we had been fighting and wrestling for about an hour and a half. We agreed that we had just had a great fight, and that there was a clear winner. Doug and I never became great friends, but there was a mutual respect between us.

That is so hot. I’ve always had that fantasy of settling a beef that started in the dojo.

That's a great experience!!