The Army Navy Game

Some time ago I responded to a domestic in a shit hole Indian housing project. Yum-yum, home on leave Navy ass pirate, decided to prove his love to his mom by smacking her around. I show up and find yum-yum on the floor with a self inflicted, superficial, knife wound on his throat. Crying like the first time he was ass pounded aboard ship. I ask for the knife and get directed up stairs. Next thing I know yum-yum is running. I toss the dull kitchen blade under my squad and leg it out in pursuit.

This guy has a good head start but now enters one of the laws of life; You can out run the law, but you can't out run the Infantry. I am just about on him when he turns a corner around a house and lunges out at me. He gets thrown down and then Piss-Pounded Proper. I thump this guy hard. Just as the cuffs come out to secure for the ride, my partner shows up. All 6'4" 300 lbs of angry Norwegian you could ever hope for. He is at full stride and leaves the ground about 10' from the yum-yum. Landing knee first on the swabbies back I watch as this guys rib cage compresses to 1/2 its normal thickness. Cool.

Long story short; I call the USS Nimitz at 0230 local time and wake up some 0-5 (not sure what that is in the Navy). He apologizes for his sailors actions.

Moral of the Story: Army-1, Navy-0