A number of shirtless, scraped-up men paced the perimeter of the circle, alternately refereeing and answering questions. The rules were simple: find a partner, get in the ring. No face shots, tapping out ends the fight. No settling scores, just fighting for the fun of fighting. No experience or discernible skill required.Also read the post at gothamist ("Topless Dudes Grapple, Draw Crowds in Union Square")
HIPSTER FIGHT CLUB: Two gangly kids with floppy-banged haircuts sporting the skinny jeans, white belts, and too-tight tee shirts square off in one sad excuse for a fight.
Union Square Fight Club - The Berserker: This dude looked like a taller version of Dave Chapelle with afro-pigtails. His fighting style consisted of charging in with one arm behind his back, and the other arm swinging wildly. And for whatever reason, he had a red plush bird clipped to his belt.
Union Square Fight Club - The Toothless Marine: This gentleman had the Marines' credo inked across his back, and a good many of his front teeth missing. He preferred the close contact, grappling and pinning his opponents to the ground... and roaring in their faces.
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