[MR] True SCA Story

[Derek Peterson]

To: atlantia at atlantia.sca.org
Subject: Re: True SCA Story
From: Erikawful at aol.com
Date: Sat, 13 Feb 1999 08:41:28 EST
Reply-To: Erikawful at aol.com
Sender: owner-atlantia at csc.ncsu.edu

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Poster: Erikawful at aol.com

Greetings. I am Sir Theodrik of Skane refered to below. Stories change as 
they are told and I'd like to correct this one.

     It was in early '81 and I was on my way to the Rockridge fighter 
practice. Having left work, I stopped at a Scottish place only to discover 
two guys wearing D&Dish t-shirts, standing at the drive-up window, harrasing 
the girl. I was a tad annoyed at this and asked them to step asside so I 
could get my meal. If they wanted to continue their tiff, they could 
continue after I was gone. I admit, not the most chivalours attitude, but 
that's how it was. What I got was a lot of verbal abuse. So I backed up my 
car, and got out. The lead bozo then continued the verbal abuse and pulled a 
folding knife. And so like a dumb fighter, I reached into my car and pulled 
out my rattan sword and dropped into stace. Now at this point the thought 
that I don't know how to fight single sword ran though my head and I decided 
I'd kneecap the bozo if he decided to push it and come into range.
His buddy, however, jump him from behind holding his arms down. He started 
yelled that I was in the SCA and that I hit people hard with that stick all 
the time. He'd seen us do it before. He then procede to drag his buddy off. 
I didn't have to comit assault, got my dinner from a thankful window girl 
and a neat story. But I do like Flieg's version. :)

   Sir Theodrik of Skane, West


In a message dated 2/10/99 11:50:42 PM Eastern Standard Time, 
magnusm at ncsu.edu
writes:

> > Flieg is also fond of what happened to Theoderick of Skane one
>  > day.  Theoderick pulled into a 7-11 lot and as he got out of his
>  > car three young toughs came toward him.  He'd been fighting for a
>  > few months at the time.  He reached into the back seat and pulled
>  > out a field-legal sword.  On of the toughs took one look and told
>  > his friends--  "Look out!  He's SCA!  He'll beat the shit out of us!"
>  > Needless to say--the gang left abruptly.
>  >  >      --Hal
>  >