Last night,

after dinner, I went up to the Sports Club, to see who's back from their vacations, a Coke Light, and a spot of poker playing. it was quite quiet, with a committee meeting going on in the lounge area, and two guys and a chick in the bar area. I didn't recognise any of the 3 of them, and figured they must be visitors. However, as they were alone (i.e. not accompanied by any member), it was strange they were there at all. (Rules are rules you know!)

As I was sitting playing poker at the other end of the bar, I could hear that the conversation coming from the two guys was, well, getting "rough". They started to wrestle each other around, kind of a power play thing. I could hear that one of them was out to prove his strength to the other, and kept saying things like, "I don't want to hurt you cause you my friend" and " I could easily kill you!".

Then it was arm wrestling, and this got stupid. They were quite drunk, and the "loser" / "aggressor, he who could kill you, started getting seriously loud, drunker and pissed off! To the point that he was annoying me, and I could see the bar man was getting worried too.

Soon they were not getting on. One was wanting to fight, the other was apologising, but adding that he didn't know what for....

The committee meeting finished, and three of the guys came into the bar. The old guy (chairman) a younger man, the cricket coach (from the UK), and another young man, Afrikaans speaking (first time I've seen him!). I confirmed with the chairman that none of the dummies were members, and then told him to expect some trouble. 3 Minutes later the dumb arse lost it, and got out of control. He wanted to fuck everyone and everything up! The Chairman walked over to him, and said it's a private club, and he needs to finish his drink and leave as we a closing up for the night! He said ok. But as soon as the chairman had returned to his seat, the idiot started up again.

Time for the Wreckless EuroAfrican to step in. The guy was at least 10 - 15 years younger than me, looked fitter, and was at least 4 inches taller than me. I walked over, took him on the elbow to get his attention and said, "Buddy, this is a private club. You are behaving like scum. Now you have pissed me off, so it would be better for you if you FUCKED OFF!"

He burst into tears! Yea, I couldn't believe it. And then turned around and hit the bar counter with his hand, which also hurt his hand, and increased his "pain". He tried to convince me that he was not a bad person....... ya, ya, ya. I took his elbow again, and marched him to the door. He asked if he could get his stuff first, so I walked him back in. His stuff turned out to be the chick that was sitting there very embarrassed. I told the barman to contact the security company, which he promptly did by pushing the alarm button. So I took her by the elbow, and without either of then finishing their drinks, walked them out, through the security door to the outside, and told them to leave. Then I locked them out!


Going back inside, the chairman couldn't thank me enough for taking care of the situation. They were quite surprised by me, as i don't drink (not at the club anyway), I never show any anger, or raise my voice. So I explained to him that had I still been a drinker, that guy would be lying on the floor right now, bloodied and broken, probably surrounded by the remains of a couple of bar stools. Their looks were incredulous, but, I know!

Turned out fine in the end. Oh, and i won ZAR20 on the poker.

Salagatle!