When two men fight, they ricochet off of the bar and the jukebox, like this gyrating mass of compressed energy. Like a pinball. As soon as you've figured out who's fighting, and where they are, it's over. What you get to see is one of them just standing there. The cops always come in after the fact, and you never really learn what started it.
People move in, towards the fight.
There's a mini-rush at the bar with people moving in for a refill, before things get going. They settle in, and lean into one another with a couple of longnecks. Women don't really know how to fight and that's why they don't fight fair they use their nails and bite and pull hair and shit. Yeah, I got between two women just once. I learned my lesson.