Not the same one, this guy is some kind of mechanical engineer in North Carolina now.
Thing was about this guy, early on we were friends, back in 7th grade.
End of 8th grade after he started falling under the control of "Cult of the yard line"; he was giving me the cold shoulder.
Finally the last day of 8th grade (with his buddies egging him on) he started shit with me. So, I decided that I wasn't going to let him use me as his initiation into jock hood.
Looking back on it I can laugh, but at the time it really sucked, to have to fight this guy I used to be friends with. I didn't even think I was going to be able to hit him (never was a particularly violent person), but once he landed that first punch, my conscience was absolved. Figured he wasn't going to hold back kicking my ass.
BTW, Don't fight, it's not cool, and it leads to more problems.