The truth (and fiction) to be assaulted at gunpoint in the

For the most part, people seem to value their lives. Some feel that really matter and its existence is absolutely necessary, while others like to live, but not to worried about its possible disappearance. I never really put a value on my own life, even if you read my previous blog I think it is possible to walk with a gun in his mouth. But friends, there is no clear difference between recognizing that has achieved nothing and not wanting more time for try to do things. Fortunately, a couple of weeks, I had the opportunity to see what kind of money you put in my own living.

More ... It was only other Thursday night. Because I can not let go of my college days, I found the need to hit a local watering hole. Like most children of the university, Thursday night is the time to enter the next weekend by drinking large quantities of alcohol and convincing evidence is that although you have to work the next day is Friday, and for some reason that means you do not count.

When I moved to Los Angeles in the summer of 2004, one of my favorite pastimes was to head down the Champs sports bar Thursday night by a team of eye candy trivia and 50 years of age. Unfortunately, the Champs ended their trivia night leaving a gaping hole in my schedule social. About a month ago, we learned that had reinstated the night of trivia champions. So, without much hesitation, I decided it was time to go walking on my land strong that filled my life with purpose. Play trivia, win a $ 60 bar tab, and then are attacked for free. But tonight, it would be like trivia nights who had come to love ...

"We had trivia night for three weeks." This sentence Round deeply wounded the bartender. Apparently, the start of the football season marked the end of the night of trivia. But since we were all there, decided to hang out anyway, for some food, a jar, and play some sports bar. Now the champions will be without an A-list crowd, but that will of Hepatitis A in the variety. However, it has one of the games exciting in the history of the planet, shuffle-board. A long wooden table covered in a sawdust like substance that acts as a lubricant to slide pucks as steel collection and so on. This was truly a game for the man who can not participate in competitive sports, that's where he came quickly became an obsession among the group, as whatever is pure, it found a way to complete trash talk, cursing, and sexually suggestive language. It was that game we were playing, laughing, shouting, and drinking. Then it happened ...

"Oh come on!" I just slid my right fired into the ditch, an amateur movement real trash Bush League. Then a girl shouted and ran through the bar and the front door. I instantly felt bad as I selfishly thought that surprised the young man with my outburst. If only I had been right. Soon after the female who fled were two men, both wearing balaclavas, both with handguns. Now my first thought was, "ok, whose birthday is." It looked very handy in a bar and someone Fields some stage stupid event to celebrate a birthday or anniversary. Once again, I wish I had been right and the two men were escorting a cake candles, but brought a gift of anger, profanity and threats of violence.

"Everyone on the ground #@*&-! tion No (expletive) move! "Yes, they meant business. Instantly, I and my three friends ducked behind the table shuffle board. Now I'm kneeling with his head down looking at my friends Tom, Osa, and Steve. We send each other looks of "is this really happening?" Yes, it was. Luckily for us among the thieves and we them was a long counter that ran along the shuffle board table and cut the bar in rooms too. This kept us out of sight of thieves, if we on the ground. Once I realized that this was a serious situation, I began to think that the thieves were unaware that the other side of the counter were four young men, but men deterioration in their mid 20s. I thought I would come around the corner, was surprised by our presence, and all hell would break. So did the only thing could think of to not panic, I hid my wallet. It is true, for some reason I thought, "Well, not getting my cash and credit cards, "and so deep I slipped my wallet under the table shuffle board for what is hidden between the countertop and table. He looked for over the shuffleboard table, to see the thieves, was half an effort to meet me, half an effort to get these thugs out.

Type one had a massive hand gun. Eugene seemed Tackleberry Police Academy fame could have as a side arm. It was so big and bright Silver my first impression was that it was a fake. Then my second impression was, who cares if it is false, Champs Sports Bar, which was probably filled of criminals anyway, not worth a slug in the chest.

Now that we've all seen movies where people are put in situations like this. And we like ask ourselves: "How can I respond in a situation like that?" We like to think we would be like Arnold or Chuck Norris and take the bad. That is what I thought, and that's what I did. I crawled around the opening of the two rooms, I knew that if I had one of my friends to be a distraction, I could get the fall of them!

FACT: I was kneeling on the ground waiting who have not been in our section of the bar. I was an idiot and realized if they came person to person and I had my wallet on me, it would cause more problems than benefits. And let's be honest, not that there's not much room on my credit card and nothing is sure as hell in my checking account in the ole 'debit card. Then why the name of Christ under the shirt, I was trying to hide my wallet and cause problems? I put down and hoped that everything would end soon.

Steve and Tom stood up and announced their presence, the robber told him to stay still, waiting for him turn his back on them, and then I jumped. He went down like a sack of potatoes, when my 6'5 "230 lbs frame crashed on him, I returned the gun at him and the pistol whipped him in a state of unconsciousness!

FACT: Man, are these guys ever going to stop? Just take the cash register and go! I get to my cell phone to call 911, but I do not know if they would come around the corner and is marked, did not seem worth the risk. I mean after of all, there was a woman in sight, right?

The thief got another girl in his sights. He grabbed her and put the gun against his head. I told him the template above to leave only the bar and fled, leaving his dead partner behind me. It was then pushed the woman aside and raised his gun and me fired a shot. I expected this move and fell to one knee. His shot in the popcorn machine and led to an explosion of the core and hot oil not seen since my misfortune tragic 1989 circus. I returned fire, landing a shot in the knee and shoulder. I did not want to kill the man who would be a easy way out for him. He would do time for this injustice!

FACT: "Okay everyone, are gone," We stood and stared around. The bar patterns were a little shaken, but the only physical injury was an older girl suffered a blow to the head of one of the perpetrators. Soon the police arrived and interviewed all of us. We told the police the whole story, his response "well if you do not think I saw you, why did not you got the drop on them? "kindly told the officer that he risked death to save $ 200, the champions of record. understood. The owner was presented and that was when I felt the pain most traumatic of all. "Everyone who has a chip goes, is in the house, no one pays tonight!" I had installed my card 10 minutes before the robbers showed up! (Insert expletive) I could not even get free alcohol test, but at least I had my health.

He came police, and congratulated me for doing a great service to the community. Apparently, these men had beaten many places, but come into my bar was the end of the road its hack operation. I received a prize of accommodation and the city and interviewed by local newspapers and news stations. My story is going to be a success sales and a must see film told Hollywood. My life had become valuable in the shadow of this theft.

FACT: My life flash before my eyes. Or even I was very nervous during the test. I was thinking about whether or not covered the spread of West Virginia night. After talking with the police stayed in the parking. Ronda said the thieves took $ 80 in tips. The four of us all threw a little money to replace that sum, after all, she is the one that had the gun in his face for most of the time. It was an end of Hollywood, which is ironic, as happened in Hollywood. Instead, Steve and I ended up sitting in the sofa, still not a little nervous, but he stressed. We consume a couple to take the edge cocktails and laughed at some of the moments of experience.

No, I'm not a hero. It never really occurred to me to even try to be one. I thought briefly about how we can stop them, but you know what, who the hell Whether you are stealing Elysees. They robbed us for not having trivia! Take your cash, what do I care. The place is a hole in the wall! Even Bruce Willis would done more to stop criminals to do his thing. I suppose that in choosing this course of action or no action, I realized that I put some value in my own life. Not much, but it is something.

He still took the following Thursday. I will not let that deter me. The day I let a couple of thugs So-Cal, pulling the most cliché theft history, keep me drink, is the same day that I recognize as a state of Alabama in the union. Thieves may have made me keep my head down, but never follow my glass to go all the way!

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