I'm pretty big, 5'10" with big bones and lots o' muscle and enough agility for myself and two others back then — I was lil' miss jockette — so I could pretty much hold my own in the pit alongside the guys. The Bay Area pits were cool anyway, we just wanted to bounce each other around, no toes, no fingers, no elbows, nothing pointed. I got forearm-tagged in the midsection and had the air knocked out of me once, other than that it was just the occasional bruise.
It was basically human bumper cars
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Help each other up if we fell, just good clean violent fun. No drunks, we tanked up on water and Gatorade. We'd bounce drunks out. After the show we were probably the mellowest people you'd meet, the cops on Broadway loved us because we never gave them trouble. They hated the Aquanet-and-Fishnets crowd because they could count on at least three drunken and/or dysfunctional relationship brawls per show.
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We just went to the deli on the corner, sat quietly and drank Gatorade to replenish before jumping into our cars and going home.
Man, the pit scene just went to hell after MTV made it fashionable, then all the dorks crawled out of the sewer and screwed it up.
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Then it became a donnybrook, just ultra-violent assholes seeing how many people they can cripple. We didn't wear boots, it was sneakers because you can MOVE in those.