In the Scrum

 

 

In the Alphabet District, off 2nd Street, three of us are trying to take Bubba into custody. A fourth has our backs against a gathering crowd. Bubba’s a big ‘un. 6’2”, 320. He beat a man with the heavy end of half a pool cue until his hands bent backwards. Bubba dropped the stick, but he’s not going to be arrested. Slowly, we peel fingers and bend his arms back. He rams his shoulder into me. I bounce off, but hold on. 

 

I growl, If you do that again, I’m going to punch ya. 

 

His eyes shift to me. 

 

 “You’re going to punch me. 

 

Dead eyed, I reply, Yes, I am. 

 

Bubba slows and slackens. 

 

A few seconds later, we have him in custody.  

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Straight Pipe]

Sounds like a Use of Force shiftender...

[fritz]

whispers into his earhole, "You do that again and you will repeatedly fall down the stairs,,,against the booking concrete wall"
"All I have to do is grab your cuffed hands, lift up and push forward...
Oop!