I went into the bar with Don Horseman because I was going to have a few beers with him, protection wasn't an issue that evening. Beavelodge is the bar with the animated coyote just under the 50cal machine gun. The bar fights were in Grand Prairie, between the Park and the York, welfare day was not a day to walk around by yourself, white of native. If you were hustling a native girl you went one direction and her native friends went to different parties if I had any hopes of leaving the party with her. (no hustling then I could got to their party but I was also pretty careful to be the most sober one around and yes ducking out of a fight was done more than once. Never won one fight I started, I also never lost one I didn't start.
That would make you king of the hill then.
Actually no
You claimed that in Hythe that you or others would get beat to fuk in 10 minutes without backup.
Maybe you, not me.
I never had a problem with first nations.
And nobody I knew had much of a problem with them either.
Except for the never ending "got a shmoke" thing.
I had far more problems with loggers, pipeliners and my co-worker rig rats.
And buying a few road pop's in High Prairie...come on, you need to get out more.
Way more.
As to GP, it's a city for god's sake, just like all the other cities.
You need to hang further north....way , way further north in order to really get to know the locals.
As to "I never won a fight I started and I never lost a fight I did't start".
Cute words but bull****e, that ain't how it works.
There is always somebody better and always somebody worse than you.
And bar fights are pretty much always a total pain in the a$$ and best avoided because your new, clean clothes always, always get ripped up and you usually end up with some drunken fool's blood and snot smeared on you.
Win or loose.