Originally Posted by PoundSand
Well... To be fair, it sounds like it would be scary while it was happening, but it doesn't sound like you were actually in danger- if they wanted to f' you up, they would have, but they were 'just' trying to shake you down.
Of course I was actually in danger. I could see their minds working. I was walking that super-thin line between showing enough bravado to make them back down, and showing too much false bravado and provoking a vicious attack. If I had been just a little more drunk, or a little less sober, or made a wrong move, then I'd have had the shit kicked out of me.
Did I mention those guys were BIG?
I kept saying to myself, "I wrestle cattle for a fucking living. The steers weigh 1000 pounds. These guys only weigh 225-250 and they probably don't wrestle every day. The vicoden is in the safe in the hotel and there's a hospital near by. Chicks dig guys with scars..."