I'm not a brolick nikka myself but I would never puss out like that. I would have punched that nikka in the balls and nose job him with my knee to save face. Hell I'd take the beating too maybe the broad would have given you the puss anyway for standing your ground and taking that L brutally.
Don't be scared, stomp him in the nuts! That'll drop any jacked nikka.
Unless they on that steroid shyt though...![]()
Being swole and even roided up alone doesn't mean you can fight. Some cats out there are big for no reason for real....there have been madd juiceheads who have come through where I train martial arts at who have sparred, couldn't hit for shyt or hit hard but simply couldn't take being hit, and ended up quitting after a few sessions. On the street, of course those guys are the quickest to posture and show out because they rarely even get into fights due to people being intimidated by their appearance. Call their bluff and try your luck....yeah, some really can fight, but most can't.





). But he was a damn good football payer so the coach put up with it and he was cool too, he aint really fight or nothing unless provoked or somebody owed him money. This other nikka who was a lineman as well but much smaller came one day bragging/showing everybody on the team how he had like $300 on him or some amount in that range. So we at practice and like a hr before practice gets out the one lineman (the gambling stealing one) tells the coach he had to leave early, he made up some random excuse. So practice lets out and we all goto the lockeroom to change and go home. The smaller lineman opens his locker and after sifiting through his shyt realizes his money missing. Now everybody in the lockeroom just like 

collectively. Cause we all knew who took that shyt. So this nikka walking around and telling the coaches he can't find his money. Everybody just snickering like nikka you wasting your time looking around, you betta check that nikka tomorrow when you see him. It was so bad that one nikka just flatout yelled at him and was like "nikka YOU KNOW WHO TOOK YOUR shyt, YOU A BICH IF YOU DONT SEE HIM TOMORROW". Anyways the next day come around and everybody in the lockeroom and when that nikka walked in everybody's like
like there is nobody else who could have taken it but him. The one day he knows somebody got some bread in they locker and he "mysteriously" gotta leave practice early....IDK if this counts as being alpha maled but
story nonetheless.
