In the famous words of the late, great Vince Lombardi, “What the hell’s going on out here?” Bands of miscreant high schoolers are just roaming the streets targeting and folding college fraternity guys like lawn chairs across universities nationwide.
A few weeks back, Troy Delta Chi got their shit pushed in by a massive squad of 50 adolescent Alabama ruffians and now the Delta Psi chapter at Trinity College got rolled at their own formal by a group of two dozen local Hartford teens.
Around 10 p.m. Saturday night, a neighborhood posse of 14-18 year old scoundrels attempted to crash the party. When Delta Psi members asked the pack of lanyard twirling hooligans to leave, about half of the kids did so with no confrontation. One troubled youth decided to jump atop of an unstable circular table instead, causing it to tip over. Believing a Delta Psi pushed the table over, the fallen teenager popped right back up and sprawled at the fraternity members causing a brawl to break out.
Fraternity president, Justin Fortier, says multiple brothers took point blank punches to the face suffering concussions and varying head injuries because they didn’t try to fight back. One Delta Psi is said to have left formal with a broken cheek bone after letting these children use his mug as a speed bag. The teens eventually fled and have not been caught for the ambush.
As a result of the incident, the college said a security officer will remain in the area of Vernon and Summit Streets throughout the evening and morning hours.
A campus safety officer has also been assigned to the work in the area where the assault took place.
While the frat said there have been incidents before, Delta Psi is turning the other cheek.
“We don’t want to necessarily see some sort of full pressing of charges, but we want to see more educational opportunities to explore why this happens and how to prevent it from happening in the future,” Fortier said.
One minute you’re getting a round of drinks, making casual small talk with your date, trying to parlay the night into at least a sloppy blowie, and the next some peach fuzz rocking punk caves your head in. Life comes at you so fast.
“Point blank” punches to the face? Get those hands up, fellas, and at least go into defense mode to protect the grill. I get not wanting to throw down with minors, but you and your boys can’t get worked in front of your formal dates by a crew that has to be in by curfew. There’s just no coming back from that. Sure, she might tend to your injuries out of pure pity, but she’s suddenly going to be much busier the next time you hit her up to hang out.
Another L for the Greek community.
And the balls on these high schoolers nowadays. These monsters are kicking ass and taking names left and right. No one is safe. Be afraid. Be very afraid. .