I was playing a gig in a pub in Glasgow where we were the resident band. A squaddie had just got home on leave and was trying to drink the pub dry.
During our second set, he went mental and started throwing tables and chairs around. Then he ran towards the stage and decked the singer. I was behind him as he made is way towards the guitarist and I twatted him around the head with my Rickenbacker. I think that annoyed him more that hurt him as he checked, turned and knocked me clean out.
The bouncers managed to remove him while I was still out cold. Early end to that gig.