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The first place I was stationed while in the Navy was in Okinawa. Like many sailors, I spent many nights going to bars to get drunk and laid. One night 3 of my friends and I went to a bar called Phu’s Place and the bar was kind of a dive bar but it was a favorite of the Navy SEAL’s on the island. We heard that it was an easy place to pick up chicks so we thought we’d give it a shot.
Shortly after we arrive we notice two really drunk SEALs in civilian clothes. It’s easy to spot SEALs, especially for me because I was in SEAL school for a while. Unfortunately they noticed us also and stumbled over and started asking my friends what they did in their life that made them deserve to be in that bar.
You see the SEAL’s believed that it was their bar, and as such they thought they were going to push us around. The other one came over to me and said the same thing and I was like, I’m alive. I guess that was the wrong answer because all the sudden the first SEAL punched my friend so hard he cracked my friend’s cheek bone. It was on. Everyone threw down and started fighting.
The two SEAL’s were in the middle of the brawl. I snuck around the group and threw a hay maker into the guy that started the fight. I am not a fighter but I had to give the guy what he deserved. The fight ended with a stale mate and we all went our ways.
My friend had to go to the hospital because of his cracked cheekbone. I was impressed with his toughness after that night because he didn’t complain once about it. He was a really good guy and he deserved the backup all of my friends gave him that night. To this day I still smile when I think about how we fought a couple SEALs in a bar brawl to a draw. Even if they were piss drunk ones and it was 4 against 2.
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