Unfortunate fact #1 for the evening: Father Mulcahy chose a certain table in the middle of the bar.
Unfortunate fact #2: An altercation broke out.
Unfortunate fact #3: Father Mulcahy felt compelled to do something about it.
Unfortunate fact #4: That
well-intentioned action resulted in the priest being swept to the side, hard, which in turn resulted in him losing his balance and:
Unfortunate fact #5: There was a chair right there.
Father Mulcahy is just -- going to sit here on the floor for a while, with his back against the Bar, and concentrate on remembering how to breathe. It's a little difficult to do when he has had the wind knocked out of him. He looks like nothing so much as a bespectacled, slightly comical fish as he gasps for air.
Thankfully, he's out of the danger zone of said ongoing altercation.
[OOC: Now is the time on Sprockets when we dance when I realize I have far too much homework combined with early class tomorrow. Will pick up slowtimes tomorrow!]