Posted by Ch on 4/4/2003, 12:51 pm
Message modified by board administrator 4/5/2003, 1:49 pm

My wife and her sister got into an unbelievable catfight on Mothers day recently. I say unbelievable for 2 reasons. 1 - there has been no animosity between them since they were in their early teens. They are now 35 (my wife) and 34 2 - the build up to it and the brutality in which they set about each other - I could not have scripted any better and I was transfixed by it - a first real catfight for me involving my wife and sister who are both built pretty much the same - 5 Foot 4,. My wife Nancy possibly not as stocky as her sister Chris. I am not an expert when it comes to measurements so I guess Nancy is a slim 32 28 34 with Chris maybe a 34 chest. Again ideally for me they were both dressed in tight jeans and boots, Nancy in a blue t shirt and Chris white. The scene was set for a great afternoon's sun, food and drink and all was going swimmingly until Chris's husband left us to go and see his own mam, leaving me, Nancy, Chris and Muriel, the sisters' mother looking after the two children who were playing football on the small back garden. Joel, our son (8) and Ryan (5), Chris's son were getting bored and wanted some adult participation in the game. Due to an injury playing football the previous day, I was unable to play. As the girls had a few to drink, Chris decided she would play. To cut along story a little shorter, Chris hurt Joel with her boots, apologised but laughingly. This prompted Nancy to suggest playing Mother and Son versus Mother and son. At this point, everything was very playful and a good laugh as the sisters pushed and pulled at each other while jostling for the ball. Even at this point I was slightly aroused by the two sisters playfully competing. However, a combination of factors seemed to miraculously, for me, result in tensions between the two heating up as the game went on. First Chris ended up on her back side to the amusement of Nancy, then Chris accidentally (or was it) hurt Joel again with her over exuberance (i.e. drink). Nancy blasted the ball into Ryan's face causing him to cry and the good natured banter started to become a little poisonous. Muriel urged them to call it a day and i was sitting there gobsmacked. Chris gained revenge by barging Nancy to the floor with a "I told you i would get you back" taunt. Unamused, Nancy took the opportunity during the next challenge for the ball to accidentally kick Chris in the shin. This is when things boiled over with Chris pushing Nancy "That hurt and you did it on purpose" "Stop whingeing - if you can't take it, don't dish it out" Nancy replied and pushed her back. "Oh see how you like it then" and Chris promptly booted Nancy in the shin as hard as she could. Nancy hopped on one leg for a second or two and as Muriel rose to stop them, Chris turned and warned her to keep out of it. "Hurts, doesn't it" Chris barked. At this Nancy aimed a boot at Chris's side catching her on the hip. "Right" Chris started "That's it" and the two sisters launched themselves at each other. I was transfixed and although Muriel was pleading with me to stop it i was oblivious to it as I watched my wife and her sister pulling each other around the garden, banging into the fence, pulling hair, booting lumps out of each other and slapping and screaming. The fight was so evenly matched and when they fell to the floor the spectacle, while by no means a mud wrestling match, became even greater as the damp grass soon began to muddy their clothes. They churned over and over on the grass until they separated. They rose, waiting for each other to make a move with taunts of "Come on then". Then blast it all, Chris's husband returned and between him and me we manged to keep the sisters off each other and bundle Nancy into the car, when all i wanted was to let them go. I apologised to Nancy for not stopping it and she said she did not mind as she enjoyed it. I think both sisters probably regret this but neither has apologised. As far as Nancy is concerned it was Chris's fault and vice versa. I guess no more Mother day family barbecues. If wish they were all as good as this one.