rumbling with the courage crew

It took me awhile to think of what falls into the parameters of the last month. I finally figured something out and it could have been the blow to the head on that day that was the reason for my horrible memory.

About three weeks ago I attended a concert in my hometown of Maumee, Ohio. It wasn't a big concert by any means, it was a few local bands one of which I'm pretty good friends with and another whom I know the lead singer from.

When we got there the first band had already started playing and there were very few people there. The small crowd had been opened up though by a small group of kids who were hardcore dancing.

Before I go any further I have to explain that hardcore dancing is in my opinion one of the stupidest things that a lot of people do at concerts. It's opened up like a mosh pit, except everyone in it is just flailing their arms and/or legs around and not normally touching each other instead of running into or just plain hitting each other. It could be argued that mosh pits make no sense but these make even less in my opinion. Anyway, this is kind of beside the point.

Anyway, normally these hardcore dancers are at least able to control their movements so you're not even more annoying when they come running into you. These kids were not the same. As we are standing away from the crowd, someone runs into another person who goes flying into my friend sending her straight to the ground. Being the natural gentlemen they were they didn't think it necessary to help her up and went about their own business. This made us angry at the people but there wasn't much we could do about it since it was a concert, so we went about watching the show.

After the first band got done playing, the band we knew was getting ready to go on so we moved to the front row to get ready. As they started playing the kids, who I would later learn considered themselves a gang called the Courage Crew, started their idiotic fun once again. As I said before it doesn't bother me until someone runs into me. One of them came flying into me and my friend Nick and I threw him back toward his friends.

We were basically going to not care because it's a concert and these things happen. That was until one of them decided to jump on my back for some reason. On top of the other events of the night I had had enough. I punched him and threw him off me to the ground and Nick punched him. I went to pull him back to hit him but he pulled away and I ended up just ripping his shirt. At this point I was pissed off but I figured it was over so I started watching the show again. Then four of the other kid's friends, as I said before part of the CC, came over and started punching and kicking both Nick and myself. I got kicked in the side and as I turned around to see what just happened one of their fists landed on the upper side portion of my head.

About a minute later security came over and pulled them away. My friend from the other band went over and told them he would have them thrown out if they did anything else. And that ended up being that. After our friend's band finished we said bye to them and left. Bruised but knowing we had survived a rumble with the "fearful" Courage Crew.