Dig deep enough in anyone and you'll find a molten ripple of malice. Offend someone badly enough and you'll see it burst forth in a violent spray. That's what we do. We process the world verbally. But now I personally would rather hit someone and get it over with.
Words are precious.
And if you're fighting in a bar, no one can hear you over the music anyway. Another difference is that some men don't just fight to protect themselves and others. They also fight to bond. They can sock the living crap out of each other and 20 minutes later be walking around with their arms draped over each other's shoulders, the best of friends. Dislocate a guy's shoulder and he'll buy you a drink.