True story. When England got knocked out of the World Cup by Argentina (the one where Beckham was the villain) some biffs in the pub in Toronto were kicking off and one fellah followed a mate of mine out of the pub. Said mate had his young kids with him.
I saw the fella out brass knuckles on as he got up so I followed him outside after giving me brother a look. Grabbed the lad in a headlock - a big bully beef and chips type fella - and my bro comes in with “why are you getting involved”?
I told him to look at the lad’s hand, a big lad who by now was desperately trying to get me off him. He got chinned and the knuckledusters went back in the pub with us.
Ale fueled tits been watching too many fillums- them not me.