Assistant coach in wrestling back in school was on my back trying to roll me over however he could. He was cross facing me hard over and over basicly smacke me with his forearms clubbing me up. He didnt like me laughing so he threw some wicked ones. The fat asshole broke my nose right in front of the head coach. "You wanna play games, this is what happens". I was told to rub some dirt on it. Nice huh?I went in the locker room and snapped it back together by myself. The team was pretty pissed at what happened. I had to wear this giant mask from like the 1950s to compete. I looked like a complete tool wearing that helmet thing. It fucked up my breathing for years till I got smashed good again. Let a doc set it and he straitened it out good and fixed my breathing.