Gleeks vs. Greeks

It's 1987 and I'm a senior at Ohio State bartending at CHAR-BAR, a popular bar on campus. Great bar. Small, lots of character. Great jukebox. My fraternity house along with a couple others hung out there. Everyone knew each other. The bartenders, waitresses and patrons. The bar was owned by an old guy that was really cheap. By cheap, I mean this guy wouldn't even hire a bouncer. For a college bar! He expected the bartenders to not only make the drinks but also act as security if things got out of hand. There were a few incidents in the 2 years I worked there but nothing too crazy. Except for one incident that I will never forget. It was a Monday night and really quiet at the bar. I hated working Monday nights because it was the one night that was really slow and I knew I wasn't going to making a lot of tip money. It's only me working the bar and one waitress. Well, about 9:30 a group walks in. About 15 guys from a fraternity house who's reputation was that they liked to drink hard and fight harder. I knew most of the guys and felt pretty comfortable around them. About 15 minutes later another group of about 15 guys walk in. I knew them too. They happen to be in the Ohio State Men's Glee Club. Nice guys coming in to unwind after singing practice. You couldn't find two more different groups of guys. Well, one thing led to another and I start to notice some verbal sparring going on between to the two groups. I couldn't make out exactly what was said but I could swear I heard something to the nature of "Tinkerbells" come from the Fraternity guys and "Inbred Neanderthals" come back from the Glee Club. Things are getting tense. The next thing I know it's go time and  a full out brawl breaks out.. There are people throwing punches and chairs at the same time. The one thing that stood out to me was that there was one guy standing right in the middle of the bar and as people ran at him, he took them out with one punch. I mean he was dropping guys like bags of dirt. I look and it’s a guy named Jim, the lead tenor of the Men's Glee Club! He taking out the fraternity fellas like it’s a boxing video game. I jump over the bar and wrap my arms around him. I say "Jim, its Danny you have to calm down!" Jim is in a total frenzy and not knowing it was me, just flug me off him, like a horse swatting a fly off it's behind. I went flying over two tables. In the meantime, the waitress called the police and they came to break it up. I was so shaken up that I think I drank a 1/4 of a bottle of Jack Daniels to calm down and I still had 2 hours left on my shift. After that, all the bartenders told the owner if he didn't hire a bouncer, we'd all quit. He eventually hired a friend of mine who was about 5'7 and probably a bigger wimp than me. Unbelievable! (I'm assuming my friend got the job because he was willing to work for free beer and t shirt). Still, to this day, that night will go down as one of the craziest nights in my life.