BETTER BUSINESS
MY WIFE AND I were walking home with some friends in downtown Montreal one Friday evening when four drunken men came stumbling toward us, mouthing off aggressively. We ignored them and kept walking, but one of our friends stopped to exchange words. I grabbed my friend by the arm to lead him away, but he pulled back and kept arguing.
One of the men shoved that friend, then shoved another friend. I stepped between our group and the four men, and they rushed me from the front and the left. I hit the man in front with a knifehand strike to the jaw, but I was a little out of range and didn’t connect solidly. I turned left, planted my hand on the second
