Robertduke said:
One evening, Keith and Jimmy were hanging out in this pool bar somewhere in the deep South. It was during the time when action was prevalent, and Keith, of course, was busy as a beaver, grinding it out on the bar boxes.
Jimmy Reid is a very nice-looking man. When he was younger, they used to call him "Hippy Jimmy" because of his long hair, and apparently, from what I have been told, he was quite the lady's man -- eye candy, I guess, some would say.
Meanwhile, back to Keith, he's involved in this high-stakes match. Jimmy and him were partners on the money. So, of course, Jimmy had a keen interest to sweat the match from the rail, which happened to be at the bar.
Up walks this beautiful lady who plops herself right next to Jimmy. Though his eyes were glued to Keith's table, she did command a second look. All of a sudden, this stranger lady asks Jimmy if she could buy him a drink. What a paradise this pool joint turned into for Jimmy -- beautiful women, fine spirits, good cheer, and action.
Within 5 minutes, this big biker-looking fellow walks up to Jimmy and asks him, "What are you doing with my old lady?" Jimmy didn't recognize the anger in this biker's eyes, and before he could respond, the biker takes a glass beer mug and slams Jimmy Reid on the side of his face as hard as he could.
Well, Keith stops his game and immediately walks over to the bar where all of this was happening, and the blood was spouting out of Jimmy's face. I'm not sure what Keith, weighing in at about 130 pounds at that time, would have done, but he still came over by Jimmy's side and prepared for the worst.
Keith said he will NEVER forget what Jimmy did next. After this guy cold-cocked Jimmy with a a beer mug, instead of running for cover, Jimmy jumped up and took a stance like a professional boxer. Keith said his eyes were on fire. Jimmy, without hesitation, threw out a right hook on the biker guy's head and knocked him out cold with one punch. When he hit the floor, there was a loud thump. Everybody stood still, frozen in fear for what would happen next.
Jimmy then told Keith to go back and finish up his game and then resumed his seat at the bar. Nobody said a word to him. Keith was kind of rattled, but he didn't let it stop him from getting the cheese.
JAM