From the archives
For some people, nothing ends a night out on the town more satisfyingly than kicking the shit out of a student, i.e you and your friends.
In London, attacks on students and people who look like students have increased. Faris from The Horrors had teeth knocked out on Whitechapel Road for having long hair and the singer from Les Incompetents Billy Bell was almost killed after a night out in Camden went wrong when somebody took a dislike to his trousers (and tried to cop off with his girlfriend).
Outside London it’s even worse. Sadly, if you’re living in a strange new city with accommodation in one of the less salubrious parts of town and you enjoy “night life” then being beaten up, or the fear of being beaten up, is an inescapable part of your new life.
One thing that you can’t count on is the how, when or why you’re going to come in for the pounding of your life.
Sadly, if you’re approached by a clucking heroin addict desperate for the £3.47 in your pocket or by a gargantuan meathead who got rejected from every university in the world and wants to take out the fact that he’s got to pay for three kids by the time he’s 22 on your face, you’re probably not going to win the fight. Sorry, you’re DEFINITELY not going to win the fight. What you CAN do is be prepared for sitches like these and be ready to defend yourself by any means possible.
We’ve lost pretty much every fight we’ve been in (apart from when we had the bouncers at the Old Blue Last to help us out) so what the fuck do we know?
Oh yeah, let’s ask our friend, Angela Brennan, the British Middleweight Tae Kwon Doe Champion (2004).
