So you have 30-40 thirteen year old boys gathered around in an abandoned driveway. Of course they want to see a fight. At one point they were like, "Comite! Fight Mauceri!" and even though I figured I could win, I didn't want to go home with a visible mark that I had been in a fight.
Anyway, lots of people wanted him beat up. This is where it gets funny.
Our good old friend Mark C just says "Fuck it." He just takes M by the hand and says "Come here." (Mauceri starts to protest) "No, shhh...just shut up."
M pulls back and covers his face and says "I don't want to fight! Don't punch me!"
And C just says, "I'm not going to punch you! Just put your fucking hands down!"
M puts his hands down, and C winds up and punches him in the face.
That was pretty low. But everytime I see M and he says "Comite? What the hell are you doing here?" it's fun to think about that.
(I didn't even see him today, or anything.)