I saw a catfight in middle school. I wish I had never seen it because it got me hooked on catfighting from that time forward. I can't seem to shake it, The girls were Cathy and Darla. Cathy was a nice girl, Darla was a rougher girl. It was in 7th grade. Cathy and Darla started fighting in the girls' locker room. A huge crowd gathered, as you might expect at that age, Cathy had awesome legs as I remember - not too skinny but not chunky in any way, and very nicely tanned. This was a good age to start noticing girls. Darla looked ok but she was a bit harsh for me, even at that age. Darla should have won quickly by all accounts, given her roughness, but Cathy put up a good fight. Fortunately the fight moved from the girls' locker room to the cement basketball courts. The girls both wore blue short shorts, white tee shirts and tennis shoes. They rolled on the ground, slapped, and pulled each others' hair like they were trying ti rip it all out. The students went wild cheering them on. I remember there were some pretty good punches to their faces. I think Darla won, but Cathy put up an amazing fight. The coaches ended up breaking it up, but it gave all of the students a thrill. Anyway, I never got that catfight out of my head. It was extremely exciting but opened an obsession of catfighting. The obsession might have been there anyway, but this was clearly a catalyst.
