I think I'd go with the last bar stool incident (yeah, there's been multiples)...
I was not the intended victim, but happened to be in the way at the time. He probably deserved it (he was hitting on her friend), but she was drunk, and I got caught in the middle. That's what you get when you play in rowdy redneck bars. This was NY BTW.
Got bloodied a bit, but the bartender gave me a towel, and we proceeded to play some Skynyrd, and do shots.
The show must go on...
Just like me with the redneck bars in my area, i think some of the guys here dont know what fun we have playing there