David and Goliath
I was walking to the pub from work one rainy evening when I saw a fat, drunken yob intentionally shove into a fairly nerdy looking guy who was walking along with his girlfriend. He stopped and accused the nerdy guy of pushing him and then gave him a volley of abuse.
What follows was one of those moments so perfect, so full of justice and humour that you can’t believe you’ve witnessed it, and it made a great anecdote in the pub.
The fat guy took a huge swing at the nerdy guy, slipped because it was raining and completely missed, ending up in a flustered mess on the floor.
The nerdy looked bewildered and his girlfriend was desperately trying to drag him away, but he stood his ground. The fat guy, who seemed to have been angered further by his embarassing fall, got back up and took another swing, which nerdy guy dodged. Again, fat guy slips and falls to his knees.
Nerdy guy, who is apparently as ruthless as he is good at not getting punched in the face, obviously sees this as a great opportunity to get this over with, and so smacks the fat guy right in the face with a sweet jab- one of those punches that makes a satisfying ‘thwack’ sound.
Fat guy goes down once and for all, sprawled on the bridge in the rain, while nerdy guy takes his girl’s hand and they carry on their merry way together. Meanwhile I head on to the pub and have a pint in his honour. Beautiful, just beautiful.