My grandfather, PJ, is a total badass, he's led the life of a legend.
Growing up he played lacrosse in upper-state NY with the Iroquoise Indians, not only was he good enough to play with them, he was good enough to flaunt them and after being a little too much of a hotshot one day he pissed off the chief of the tribe (who was also the goalie) and the chief left his goal to bop PJ on his head and knock him out! The big kicker of the story was that his father had told him not to play for $$$ anymore and yet that's what he was doing that one day when he was knocked out cold. His father obviously found out and was not too happy.
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