This is one of the most "REAL" stories to come out of the 801 in the last two months. It is completely true so don't let hardcore nature of the story make you think it is fake at all.
I was sitting on the toilet when I received the text. It was from my roommate Dallin. It said, "I am on my way to a huge fight." I couldn't believe it. Another fight on the streets of the 801. Things get realler and realler every day.
For the next four hours my adrenaline was pumping. I mean, my own homeboy was heading to a fight. It was going down.
When Dallin got back that night I got the update. He wasn't actually the one that was fighting. It was his boys. The following is the story. Just as a warning, this story is for mature adults only. If you are not down with real violence, close out of the blog.
It started two weeks ago. Mike, Drew and the boys were up to their normal games and keepin' it real. While at an apartment complex they tied a rope to the rail and the door knob so the kids inside the apartment couldn't get out. Now you know this pissed some fools off. What Mike and Drew didn't know was how real the guys in the apartment kept it. They were what we call in our little 801 world, Emo's!
Now Emo's are a group not to be messed with. These fools are crazy. They wear tight jeans, weird shirts, shoes and they don't give a what. The general emo is 155 pounds and white. Very intimidating. To make things worse, emo stands for emotional. Now that is real.
This particular "Emo" group was not standing for this practical joke. They called Mike, Drew and the boys out, saying, "You fools want to clown, lets do this the right way. Meet us at the Seven Peaks parking lot." Now the 801 has become so hardcore that no one was doing their dirt like this anymore. It is more realistic to see a playa got shot in his back then to set up a time and place to throw down. But this night, these two crews were keeping it real!
At about 8 o'clock in the PM Mike rolled up to the Seven Peak parking lots. The Emo crew was there but Mike wasn't scared. He rolled straight up on the clowns. The problem was his crew wasn't there, and there was not intimidation for "Tom" the 150 pound leader of the Emo's.
While Mike rolled up in his truck, Tom rolled up on his feet like a straight up gangsta. He let off a furious arsenal of fists right through the truck window on Mikes face. Mike could do nothing. He hit reverse and got up out of there. There was no answer for Tom's fury. When Emo's show emotion, they show it to the fullest. They keep it real! A 150 pound kid seems like a 220 pound heavyweight.
Mike rolled out with a bloody eye. Some people would clean their eye up if they had a serious injury. Not Mike, he kept it real. He rolled back to a house and just let it bleeed. Girls wanted to clean it but no, no one was cleaning up this thug. Finally, after a couple of hours Mike decided to keep it real by going to the hospital to get it stiched up.
When Drew heard about what went down he became emotional himself. He called out Tom. There was a new fight set. This time, Kawanis Park at 10. Now a lot of ish has gone down at Kawanis Park. Real stuff like, ultimate frisbee, boce ball, soccer, volleyball, tennis and dry dogging on Sundays. This was the perfect stage for this kind of battle. A battle of epic proportions.
At ten, the two monsters met. Blows began to be thrown. After two minutes of fighting Tom and Drew looked at each other and said, "Are we done yet?" They agreed to end the fight. Enough was enough. Enough soldiers dying in the streets. Enough blows being thrown at Zoobie parks. These two leaders saw that things had gone to far. They had gone from keepin' it real to keepin' it realler.
Just another day in the 801.
