Here is a new one from a shipmate who calls himself Seajay the Sailor Man… I hope you enjoy!!!
If you were stationed in Norfolk, Va. during the early '60s you know about EAST MAIN STREET...
For those of you who don't know, East Main was a street that was about four blocks long! It consisted of bars on both sides of the street from one end to the other!! There was one place that was not a bar. It was one of those Salvation Army places!!!
I know really good drinkers that tried to go to East Main and drink a beer in each bar on both sides of the street from one end to the other and just could not make it! I use to go down there just to watch what was going on!! There was one bar that advertised itself as the WORLD'S LARGEST ASH TRAY!! All kinds of names to get you to come in if possible!! Really nice looking bar girls with several pretty teeth, sometimes!!!
I think the bar was the ‘Krazy Kat’ that I settled into a booth with a beer to just watch what went on! A very large Marine corporal came in with his cuffs rolled up, his tie slack and his hat on the back of his head!! He flopped on a stool and ordered a beer in a very loud voice!!!
He appeared to be very drunk as he sat there soaking his beer when the Shore Patrol walked in! For you landlubbers out there, the Shore Patrol is the military police of the Navy!! They cruise the bars to prevent trouble and keep service personnel straight!!!
The two shore patrol guys walked over to the Marine and requested he straighten his uniform, fix his hat or remove it and shape up! The Marine turned around on the stool and faced one average-size sailor and one Philippine sailor a little over 5 feet tall!! This guy probably just barely made the height and weight requirements for the service!!!
The Marine was a little over six feet and would weigh something over two forty and mostly muscle as I could tell! He looked at the Shore Patrol and told them where to go and what they could do when they got there!! With this the larger Shore Patrol guy stepped back and the short one again requested that the Marine shape up or feel the consequences!!!
At this point the Marine made a very big error! He swung at the little guy with his ham sized hand that would have smashed the little guy if he had connected!! The little guy simply stepped aside, rolled under the punch and tossed the Marine on the floor like a sack of beans!!!
The Marine leaped to his feet and bull-charged at the little guy! As the Marine came at him the little guy simply stepped aside and tripped the Marine, again dropping him like a sack of beans!! The first Shore Patrol guy was simply standing to one side watching the whole commotion!!!
I asked him if he was going to help his buddy and he smiled and said no but he probably should help the Marine to make it a fair fight! This went on for several more swings and charges until the Marine ran out of steam!! At this point the Marine was covered in dirt from the bar floor, bruised probably mentally as well as physically from the falls and completely embarrassed for letting himself be whipped by someone smaller than his sister!! They cuffed the marine and carried him to the paddy wagon!!!
Sometime later I was over at the gym in the Naval Air Station! We went over to shoot some hoops and goof off for half a day!! I walked into the gym and in one section they had a large mat on the floor!! Guys were throwing themselves at this mat and flopping around like crazy!! They would run and deliberately hurl themselves hitting so that their leg and arm and side hit at the same time!!!
I figured they were nuts until I noticed the instructor! He was the same Philippine guy that was on Shore Patrol that night in the ‘Krazy Kat’ on East Main!! I think the sport was called Jiu-Jitsu!! The art of using one's opponent's weight against himself, or something like that!! I called it beating the living hell out of someone without losing your white hat!!!
So it went on the Norton on shore in Norfolk Va…
Seajay the sailor man!!!