Post: #1

I didn't see a thread about this anywhere and as of a few days ago I've been wondering who I'd like to go at it with.

The idea of course comes from Fight Club where they were talking about who in history they'd want to try fighting.

After talking with my father about his youth for a bit, I got to wondering what it would be like to fight pops in his prime. Which of course was followed by thinking about how to win, and then wondering if I could win.

Having grown up with a natural intensity that I can only imagine I picked up from my father then made me wonder again, just how strong were the men whose genes I inherited carry.

I'm now left to wonder just how that match up would play out, Vs my father and his father and on and on.


What about you?

Post: #2

I respect my father too much to even consider fighting him. So, I'll go with either Obama or Bieber.

Post: #3

Dr Johnson. In the sumo ring.

Post: #4

I want to fight Ezra Klein.

Post: #5

(06-03-2015 02:31 AM)Captainstabbin Wrote:  I respect my father too much to even consider fighting him. So, I'll go with either Obama or Bieber.

I have nothing but the utmost respect for my father. When I was a rebellious teen he taught me first hand about keeping true to your word. Even when I foolishly tried threaten him he accepted my proposal to which I rightly bitched out on.

Now that I'm older, I can't help but be curious since we used to wrastle all the time while growing up. The guy was an Army ranger who graduated the top of his class, the only fun challenges are the ones you don't know the outcome of.

Post: #6

(06-03-2015 02:51 AM)RawGod Wrote:  Dr Johnson. In the sumo ring.

And oddly enough, a little research has turned up Boswell's record of such an incident:

Boswells Life of Dr Johnson, Chapter XXXIII (Cheapside Edition) Wrote:I remarked to Dr Johnson that evening, that was it not a most singular circumstance, that he had seen fit to subject himself to remark by the rabble, & the Odious atmosphere of the tavern back Hall, with its broken beer bottles &C, with the sole aim of besting that odd and unsavory individual known pseudonymously as RawGod, in single combat, according to the rite of the Japanese? Surely, I gently offered, such an undertaking was not altogether in Keeping with his occupation, and I might say so exalted Vocation, as a celebrated man of English letters.

His response took me unawares. He pondered for a moment, as if giving my remarks due consideration, and I wondered anew at the workings of the great vault of Mind stored away beneath his mighty cranial dome. Then he brought down his fist amongst the Teacups, rattling the remnants of the evening's Lamb-chops, and only then deigned to unload the Contents of his mental Workings about the subject, to all Hearers.

"My dear Boswell. It is commonly thought, by those of mean and Mischievous cast of mind, that those who labor in the high fields of Scholarship, and dwell daily in the elevated and indeed Heavenly realms of Ratiocination, must necessarily shy away from the meaner physical aspects of Life. But let me assure you, to the contrary!"

Here he underscored his point with a jab of his vigorous forefinger, in itself a majestic sight, none the less for the trifle of Marmalade which adhered to it at that precise Instant.

"However it may be amongst the natives of the cold shores of Caledonia, who know little of the disciplines of Body and Mind which have brought our Southern civilisation to so great a product..." (here I blushed with shame) "In an Individual who has united the Spiritual, Mental, and Physical virtues into one object" (a slightly rotund object, I mentally appended, with justice if not overmuch charity) "In such an individual, no such fear exists, for indeed there is no contradiction. My daily searchings of books and interrogations of Mind with the masters of Old have produced such concentrated force in my Being, that, body and Soul united in one, I am able to attain prodigies of Physical effort, such as will leave many men, nay, even those who Labour in body daily, quivering and quaking before my powerful Special Moves."

I pondered. "Yet how was it then, dear Doctor, that this RawGod fellow was able, with such alacrity, to cast you upon your fundament?"

"My dear Boswell, clearly you are not able to grasp the intricacies of my skills, and indeed my thinking, which is in no way limited to such mean matters as the rules prescribed by the heathen Japanese. I would surely have dealt this RawGod a salutary Blow, had not the mob, probably out of anxious concern for his Scrawny form, prematurely declared the bout finished!"

"But Doctor, given your advanced concatenation of the disciplines of Spirit and Body - "

"Let us speak no more more of this matter!" His tone was grave, but certainly obstinate.

And noting that a rosy hue had come over his face, and a glare on his brows like the intimation of a summer storm over the cliffs of Dover, I indeed let the matter rest. It was to be a closed chapter in the life of the great Doctor, but nevertheless one which I often returned to Mentally, in admiration for the stern virtues embodied in the tale, and as an example of the wonderfully multifaceted life of the Doctor, which could never cease to fascinate his admirers.

Post: #7

Ben Stiller. Something about the guy that fills me with an irrational fury.

Post: #8

I'd like to step into the ring against an in his prime Ali...just to see how what it was like and how quickly I got knocked out

Post: #9

Adam Sandler.
He's had a whoopin' coming his way for years.
   

Post: #10

Dr. Oz

Would smash that fool in front of his fat audience.

Post: #11

I wonder how many of you have ever been in a real fight that went beyond a push and a couple of half assed punches that miss their mark.

Fights are messy, unpredictable, and suck.

Not at all like on movies and TV.

It really fucking hurts to get punched in the face.

It also sucks if you accidentally hurt someone badly and end up with legal charges.

And if the friend of the person you were beating on comes up from behind and stabs you (real possibility in Latin America or Asia), well, that's not fun either.

Violence is sexualized in our culture, but unlike sex, the reality is not enjoyable.

Post: #12

Every commentator on MsNBC.

Post: #13

Floyd Mayweather.

Any radical feminist. I'd like to hear them talk about how men and women aren't biologically different once they're in the ring.

Post: #14

Little dark...


To be the man, you have to beat the man...

Post: #15

Beat me to it, Haig.

I would fight Little Dark as well.

Post: #16

JJ Roberts

Post: #17

I'd straight right Sarkeesian.

Post: #18

Different versions of myself. 18-year-old version of myself, 23-year-old version of myself, 26-year-old version of myself, etc. etc.

I'd be most interested in fighting a 23-year-old version of myself and a 35 or 40-year-old version of myself.

Post: #19

(06-03-2015 12:05 PM)TheWastelander Wrote:  Different versions of myself. 18-year-old version of myself, 23-year-old version of myself, 26-year-old version of myself, etc. etc.

I'd be most interested in fighting a 23-year-old version of myself and a 35 or 40-year-old version of myself.

My money's on you.

Post: #20

I'd love to be a leader of some foreign country and have the US president say something in poor taste to my face.

Then I proceed to punch said dofus in the face male or female. Give 'em a black eye.

History would know it as the "black eye" of the American presidency.

Post: #21

Question: Have a lot of you guys thought about fighting/taking on your old man?

I never have, for some reason it can't separate the respect/admiration/gratitude for the man who raised me and just thinking of him as some guy off the street.

A common thought?

Post: #22

I guess my choice would be either Bin Laden or Nicholas Cage.

Post: #23

Alexander the Great.

Or Genghis Khan.

Go big or go home, bitches.

Post: #24

(06-03-2015 12:05 PM)TheWastelander Wrote:  Different versions of myself. 18-year-old version of myself, 23-year-old version of myself, 26-year-old version of myself, etc. etc.

I'd be most interested in fighting a 23-year-old version of myself and a 35 or 40-year-old version of myself.

I'm with this one. As a teenager I was an intense lunatic that was afraid of no one and would destroy opponents in martial arts sparring. I'd like to be able to fight my 16 year old self vs. my way older, in better shape and more calm self to see if I really was some sort of wild fury machine or just your typical overconfident teenager.

Post: #25

Steve Jobs