When I was in high school on LI, a girl started at the school in the middle of her Junior year - which I think is harder for girls. Add to it that name was "Hussey".
She was very attractive and I was lucky enought to be assigned to help her with math. So while we were in the library, the lacrosse captain spies her and comes over and they start chatting it up.
Problem: His girlfriend sees and she's Irish.
Fast forward to gym and the looks, words and threats boil over into full-blown cat fight. Hair, underwear, Hussey's right "C", and a other girl's "B"s just a'flapping in the breeze. All in front of about 90 people.
I swear it seems like that 2 minutes took an hour.
A male gym teacher and I broke them apart. I gave the crying Ms. Hussey my t-shirt and she pushed her wet crying face to my chest ...
I just got a woody telling this!
I love that memory!