Ever been knocked out?

[nate1000]

Last night I was pinching in from the blue line, racing for a loose puck. One of my team mates was coming up the boards, chasing one of the opposing team's wingers, who was after the puck as well. At the last second the winger ducked, narrowly avoiding getting sandwiched and I took my teammate's shoulder in full stride squarely on the button.

My eyesight went black and there was a loud ringing in my ears and I went down. I didn't go out, but I definitely got my bell rung. This was probably the closest that I've come to getting knocked out cold (and, believe me it was close).

It got me wondering: Have you ever been knocked the F out? If so, what were the circumstances and how did you fare?

Personally, I was up in a second (ears still ringing and eyes not quite focusing) and was able to made it back into the play in time to pick up a trailer on a 2 on 1 in our end. Didn't matter anyways- we lost 6-4.

[angrymissy]

I was at a Megadeth concert in the mid-90's (Korn was opening for them and were getting booed of the stage) at a small venue in Portchester. I was towards the front and caught a boot in the head from someone crowd surfing. I woke up at the side of the stage and my friends took me to the ER. I had a nasty lump on my head and some grade of concussion. I was nauseous as hell for a few days as well

[Team_Ramrod]

I've never been knocked out.

[FUNKMAN]

in some way. i took a blow to the face in a car accident and I remained awake for 4 or 5 hours before having surgery but of the 4 or 5 hours i can only remember approx 15 seconds of it. it's been 20 years and none of it has come back to me. i have the feeling it's somewhere sitting in my brain and maybe one day i'll remember it

[Hottub]

I am a knockout!

[buzzard]

Back in the Tequilla days I was fighting with a kick-boxer in a parking lot and he tagged me right in the eyebrow(leaving a swell looking scar I add) the last thing I remember was putting my head down charging at him & hitting him bunches of times,when I came to the owner of the club was picking me up off of him. that would be one of the last times I drank Tequilla,fought or passed-out/got knocked out. fortunately that'd be 25 years ago.:wallbash: I are smarter now!:wink:

[RAAMONE]

You Got Knocked The Fuck Out!

[King Hippos Bandaid]

yes was playing pitcher in a baseball game, we played slow pitch fastball and a player from the hitting team would pitch, I was gloveless and got nailed right above the nose with a fast line drive, thank god it hit there, a few inches up , it could have been fatal, I broke my nose and bled a lot, got stitches, then nose work at age 18


also was fighting little mac, he hit my bandaid, the rest is history

[ScottFromGA]

I am a knockout!

liar...

[EddieMoscone]

When I was 11, a guy stepped out from behind a dobule parked van as I was racing down the block on my bike. Hit the guy, flew ass over elbow and landed head first in the street, woke up in my mom's car, unable to answer the easiest questions, like my brother's or sister's names, what year we were in, what school I went to. Only question I got right was that Reagan was president. Slipped in and out on consciousness over the next few hours.

I ended up with a fractured skull from my hairline to to back of my head and a major concussion. Still get headaches as a result.

[Snoogans]

hahahaha. I have been knocked out like 8 times. Never from a punch. Mostly during skating or hockey.
The worst one was the first time I ever attempted a nose press on a snowboard. I leaned to far over the front of the board and fell foward. I hit my head on the (luckily) flat top of the rail and next thing I remember ski patrol was tryin to get me onto that backboard/basket thing. I don't remember anything after I hit my head, but apparently I banged my thigh hard too, cause I had what looked like a football in my right thigh.

[SouthSideJohnny]

I was about 19 or 20 and still living with my parents. I was up late one night watching a movie in the family room. It was about 65 degrees out so the windows and sliding glass patio doors were all open. I had to throw out some paper, so I decided that I would duck out the sliding glass door in the family room onto the patio, run across the patio and re-enter the house through the kitchen sliding glass door. I could drop the paper into the kitchen garbage can and by then turning left I could see the tv in the family room as I walked back into the family room. That way I would not miss too much of the movie. Don't ask why I couldn't just wait to throw it out later. The plan worked great up until the point I hit the kitchen glass door with my nose and big toe (which I broke) simultaneously at almost a full run. :wallbash:

I didn't realize my mom closed that door before going to bed. At the time, I was about 6'4" / 265 lbs, so it sounded like a fucking wrecking ball hit the house. It knocked me back flat on my ass, and the door vibrated like hell but didn't shatter. I didn't black out all the way but I everything was a blur and it took me a minute or two to get back up.

The most embarrassing part of the story was that the movie was Wall Street and that I had already seen it about 20 times.

[DolaMight]

I got knocked out by a girl.

Halloween, 4AM, drunk, downtown out on the street walking lookin to get sumpin to eat. Friend starts talking to some girl along the way, later on they run into some why you talkin to my girl looking for any reason to fight wifebeater dude, he objects, angry words are spoken, fight. Whatever, routine dumb drunk shit.

Of course routine drunk fight can't be without generic frantic screaming girl. "Fuck Off Leave Him Alone Fuck Off Stop Fighting" brutal high pitch top of her lungs, classic.

Well the fight's on between two consenting adults and another wifebeater tries to step in, so now I have a duty to keep this guy out of it, I tell him to stay out of it, he gets to pushing me so I play the pushing game (the doesn't really wanna fight guy but still wants to look tuff move) for a while just to keep him outa the fight, then I guess frantic girl belonged to him because she gets in my face tell me to fuck off like I'm the problem, so I tell her to fucking stop screaming in my ear and shut the fuck up, so now I at least got this guy occupied by pushing him, insult him, he pushes me, insults me, repeat, so phony, so gay(basically men dancing together) looks like everything over, then I go black, I'm knocked out.

The friend fighting was dressed as a childish cowboy complete with one of those full size wood/metal toy rifles.
http://jackalopegifts.com/Merchant2/graphics/products/kids/toyGunBigPopperRifle_sm.jpg
Well I guess this rifle was tossed aside during the fight and after I told that trailer trash to shut the fuck up, she found the rifle, came up from behind me, wound up like she was chopping wood and caught me square on the top of the skull with the wooden butt of the rifle.

I was on the pavement, out for a couple seconds, when I came to I looked around, vison all blury, everyone was looking at me all shocked, I didn't know what happened. Then I felt my head, looked at my hand, it was all bloody, saw the rifle lying beside me, looked around again, saw that girl looking at me terrified backing away, realized what happened, got the fuck up and chased her, she was running for her life, she lost her shoes while running and I just chased her until she just ran away barefeet into some bad neighborhood and didn't come back. I'd never hit a woman, but she didn't know that, and putting the living fear into her might make her think about that before she tries that shit again. Not one of the wifebeaters even tried to stop me from chasing her, they were shocked she did it. After that everyone just went on their way.

My grey wig and pillow were red the next day. Probably shouldn't have gone to bed but ehh I was drunk.

Man this took half an hour to write but the whole incident lasted no more than 30 seconds.

[DolaMight]

hahahaha. I have been knocked out like 8 times. Never from a punch. Mostly during skating or hockey.
The worst one was the first time I ever attempted a nose press on a snowboard. I leaned to far over the front of the board and fell foward. I hit my head on the (luckily) flat top of the rail and next thing I remember ski patrol was tryin to get me onto that backboard/basket thing. I don't remember anything after I hit my head, but apparently I banged my thigh hard too, cause I had what looked like a football in my right thigh.

Yeah I forgot I got knocked out a couple time snowboarding as well. Not off of a jump but once from straightligning moguls too fast and the worst was straighlighning a double diamond steep hill with those skiers snowplow ruts from a fresh snowfall. Ice underneath, both times I was only out for a couple seconds and shook it off in the lodge. Never been ko'd hardcore enough to forget stuff.

[Chigworthy]

I fell backward off the swingset onto a rock, had a scumbag kid peg me in the head with a rock, and even had another scumbag kid hit me in the head with the claw-end of a framing hammer, and I never got knocked out. Sometime after high school, some asshole nicknamed "Headbutt" smashed his forehead through my left eye orbit and I think I lost consciousness briefly.

[EddieMoscone]

I fell backward off the swingset onto a rock, had a scumbag kid peg me in the head with a rock, and even had another scumbag kid hit me in the head with the claw-end of a framing hammer, and I never got knocked out. Sometime after high school, some asshole nicknamed "Headbutt" smashed his forehead through my left eye orbit and I think I lost consciousness briefly.

Have you smartened up and stopped hanging around all these scumbags and assholes?

[Reynolds]

Yeah, that's where I got this:

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I was at some bar, and went outside to smoke a cig, then i woke up in a bush with a chipped tooth. Was probably talking shit and being an asshole. It's double bad when you get knocked unconscious during a blacked out drunk episode. No they don't cancel eachother out.

[Chigworthy]

Have you smartened up and stopped hanging around all these scumbags and assholes?

Now, I just post on message boards; no actual human contact=no more head wounds, except for self-inflicted ones, like when I rolled off the bed in the middle of the night and ripped open my eye socket on the corner of a wooden box.