When I was in college studying in Ireland I was dating this girl. Her roommate was dating a member of the Galway University Rugby team. One night we came back to her place. Sitting in the darkened kitchen were about 10 large members of the rugby team. Everyone had a bat. There were empties everywhere. Apparently, someone had stolen the roommate's bicycle a couple of days prior. The "team" decided to get a few beers and make a night of waiting and watching a decoy bike set out as bait. I read in the paper the next day that some bicycle thief ended up jumping in the river to escape a group of people chasing him. I think the thief got off lucky to have ended up in the river.