The blonde kid got in his fair share of punches, knocking Jimmy to the ground more than once. But his smile never left his face. He loved every aspect of fighting, the winning and losing. He wasn't a bad sport in the least bit. The fight had ended, the blondie boy victorious. Jimmy laid on the ground, people cheering and jeering, exchanging money from the losers to the winners. Sitting up, Jimmy was pushed up by a couple of his lads and was lended a helping hand by the blonde lad who had defeated him. Jimmy slapped his back and congratulated him.
Grabbing another pint, he downed it and cheered, everyone cheering with him. Moving through the crowd, he was letting other people fight now, having done his nightly duty of fighting until defeated. A young girl fawned over him and Jimmy ignored her as best as possible. "Tend to the German, lass," he suggested with a pretty smile and the girl obeyed, trotting off to do as he wished.