And there was the first problem with this plan. For all that John was a street scrapper who always had an illegal weapon up his sleeve, he just was not in the Winchester's weight class when it came to a fist fight.
So the punch took him across the jaw and threw him half off his stool.
"Bastard!" The only thing he could do was hook a foot around Sam's stool and yank to try to throw him off of it.