School-yard rowdyness.
As an adult I am, at the last measurement, about 5'11" high. However, as a child I was around 6 to 12 inches shorter than my classmates.
I was unlucky enought to be both short for my age and in a school year ahead of the one I should be. I was also hyperactive and short tempered.
On one drizzley day in the north of England young me was hapilly letting gravity propell some form of skateboard down the drive of the prep school he was attending when, out of nowhere, someone pushed a go-kart in the way. To say that younger-me was miffed is like saying America wasn't too keen on Pearl Harbour. Young me immediately began to remonstrate with the boy responsible for said kart. The boy would not apologise. My recollection is that young me hit the boy around the head a few times and threw him to the floor at the side of the drive.
This is where my nemesis interviened.
He was the captain of the rugby team and, because of that, the darling of the school. He was younger than me, but only by months -- but he could run much faster (I was no slouch back then) and could catch a ball, which I couldn't.
Anyhow, on seeing his friend atached by me he lept at me and tried to tackle me. We were pretty well matched so I remained upright and spun him off. We returned blows, I was surprised that his hurt, and were almost at stalemate. Then I managed to throw a right hook, with all my weight behind it, which succesfully contacted his nose and produced a spurt of blood.
By this time the schoolmasters had arrived at the scene and proceeded to quiz us. My now nemesis told them it was all fair, but I landed a lucky punch and he could take me.
By this time I had calmed down and we put it down to experience.
It could have ended there but, over the years, he won award after award and I sank into normality.
A few years ago now I found out he is now dating (or was last report) Kirsty Gallacher and seems to be doing well for himself.
It's easy to see who was the better man.
(skulks off into a corner)
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:23, 1 reply)

None of that makes him a better man than you, mate
Just different, is all. Possibly more successful, but money and fame aren't what makes you a good person...
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Sat 1 May 2010, 0:31, closed)