Carful who you help when in Cosat Rica
Saturday, September 20th, 2008A while back I was walking back to my car after having a beer in a small town when I saw a girl getting punched out by her husband. He was really giving it to her bad. He kept punching her in the face and she kept trying to back up and not get hit so hard. As it turned out she backed into a carport and therefore no one could see them but me. I am 6ft.4 and 240 pounds and know how to fight so I told the guy to stop hitting her or I would kick he ass. That just got him mad, so he came at me and I decided that if I am going to hit him I will hit him hard and that way I will only have to hit him 1 time and so I did and he went down bad and never got up again.
The end? Oh no, that was just the start because across the street from where I was standing is a park full of tough guys and druggies and all they saw was a gringo hitting a tico so ALL of them came to kick my ass. All I could see was guys all around me and then the fun began as they tried to kill me. I was later told that there were about 20 to 30 (not sure how many were fighting and how many were watching) guys and they were trying to do everything to hurt me but I just kept punching and kicking as hard as I could. As I punched 1 guy in the head his head would hit others so I was taking out 2 or 3 guys every punch. In the end it got crazy because when their heads hit they would start fighting each other. Good thing for me because as time went on I was starting to get tired and I was able to get out while they were fighting each other.
I think it’s important to let the people know what happened before you do anything
