So due to my heavy studying schedule I hadn't been training for about 3 months when this happened last night. I was out celebrating the end of exams (and the end of our undergraduate degrees) with some friends and we decided to go to a night club. A couple of hours into the night I'm standing outside smoking and chatting with a friend of mine (the ex-president of the university boxing society) and all is going well until one person barges into the back of my friend followed by another guy. A fight had just broken out behind us and instinctively my friend and I broke up the fight... I think we both knew, because it was a very studenty place and because both guys looked terrified while “swinging handbags” at one-another, that the fighters were not determined thugs and so we were quite happy to jump in and break it up in order to stop it there and then (what we were trying to avoid, I don't know). The smaller guy in the fight had his mouth open and was barring his teeth but his eyebrows were very high up and he looked to be in a mix of anger and panic. The bigger guy was more on the defending side and looked far more bewildered than he did engaged. So when we split them up the first time just by grabbing one of them by the shirt and putting ourselves between them they stood back for a good couple of seconds, eventually the smaller guy tried to rush the larger guy again so my friend grabbed hold of the smaller guy, while I used some pretty basic wrestling to grab the larger guy from behind and yank him away from the little guy. They both dispersed pretty much immediately after that and in a rather surreal fashion we just both went inside to continue the party. I'm not entirely sure what happened. I did find it interesting that one of my hypotheses about wrestling was proven to be true; that wrestling gives you a tool set that allows you to control and "solve" situations when punching, kicking and arm locking techniques are in-appropriate. Otherwise I feel kind of strange that we both just out of blue stepped into action to deal with someone else’s problem. Part of me feels a little stupid for getting involved in something that was none of my business but the other half feels proud that I have changed some-what. Previously when I was doing martial arts I would of felt really insecure in that situation, probably have done nothing (arguably a good thing), but then gone home feeling like I had been shamed or intimidated. But last night I "mattter of factly" had the confidence to grab a guy in a maul and hurl him out and I didn’t feel too scared about it, just a bit weird because it was a scenario I’ve never experienced before. Just sticking this story out there for my own benefit and peace of mind, but also because someone else might be able to take something away from this. Cheers.