How dare you assume there has been a fight inside the Tijuana locker room. I'll have you know it wasn't a fight at all, but a mad scramble to get the last plate of Sexy Wilfork's home made German potato salad, corn bread, and BBQ chicken. To call it a fight is demeaning to all of the members of Tijuana!
Naturally, the only thing that Wilfork could do was to send @Kotasa and @dude_man to the store to pick up some more food so he could cook up another batch. Once people realized there was more food coming up, order was restored and no one left hungry.
That being said, if there were to be a fight in the locker room, Wilfork would have to step in between all parties involved to make sure everyone knew that we're all on the same team, and we're all in this for the same goal. Then someone would get a dope smack across the forehead, and we'd have to work in resolving some problems.
Naturally, the only thing that Wilfork could do was to send @Kotasa and @dude_man to the store to pick up some more food so he could cook up another batch. Once people realized there was more food coming up, order was restored and no one left hungry.
That being said, if there were to be a fight in the locker room, Wilfork would have to step in between all parties involved to make sure everyone knew that we're all on the same team, and we're all in this for the same goal. Then someone would get a dope smack across the forehead, and we'd have to work in resolving some problems.