If Attacked in Park Slope, Don't Fall Into a Flowerbed

We're not sure what's more compelling about this tale of an attack on Sixth Street in Park Slope by a group of teens: the attempted mugging and attack or the resident who got upset the victim fell on her flowers. We're leaning toward the latter as it seems to be one of those utterly classic tales of that Special Park Slope Something. It comes from the Park Slope Forum on Brooklynian:

Saturday night at about 11pm I was walking with some friends on 6th street. When we got to 6th and 6th Avenue we ran into a group of about 10 kids ranging in age from 14 to 18 years old. They told us to give them money and when I refused one of them pushed me over a fence into someone’s flowerbed. The owner of the house came out and started screaming at me (?!) for destroying her flowers. The kids all thought it was a big joke and just egged her on. Luckily, we saw a cab and jumped into it but not before one of the kids took a swing at me and punched me in the face. If that lady hadn’t come out to yell at me or if we hadn’t been able to grab that cab I don’t know what would have happened. I called 311 the next day but they were less than impressed.

To complete the picture, the original poster admits to having been drunk at the time of the attack, but notes he was with some sober companions. So, let's recap: A Park Slope resident--either a recent buyer or an old timer--comes out to find someone sprawled on her flowers surrounded by nearly a dozen teenagers and her first reaction is to be worried about the flowers? As in, "Honey, that bastard is dying on my pansies?" Ah, to be attacked in the Slope, stumble dying onto someone's flowers and hear someone screaming at you for killing their flowers. What a way to go.