Someone tried to fight me once because I was wearing a Led Zeppelin shirt. I didn’t know the guy, but he felt compelled to tell me that they were the most overrated band of all time. I jokingly called him a heretic, and he started to square up. The only reason it ended non-violently is because I said “There’s literally no way this ends well for you” and I’m apparently a scary guy. I remember every detail even 2 years after the fact because adrenaline tends to sharpen the mind. Compared to that experience, this is easily believable.