Look, obviously the dude that likely still has no idea where he is right now is an idiot for getting physical with someone twice his size. In fact, that may have the most ass-backwards role reversal in the history of incited violence. That's why I have no choice but to believe that the initial jab was nothing more than a drunk guy overestimating his ability to perceive depth and control his motor "skills". There is no other explanation for Mr. Miyagi's oft-ignored drop-out to instigate a fight with a man that could easily turn him in to his own personal marionette than it being a taunt gone wrong. I simply refuse to believe there is enough liquor in the world to give a small Asian man the impression that smashing a large black man's sunglasses into his face is a decision that is favorable to him. Nope. As far as I am concerned, the guy that woke up overly sensitive to light and started walking sideways into the wall still thinks he cleverly stopped his hand mere centimeters from his concusser's nose. No doubt in my mind he's convinced he flawlessly executed the "I'm not toucccccching you" game. Well, that is if he remembers anything from yesterday, which - come to think of it - is a pretty optimistic assumption.
P.S. Little unnecessary for the cholo in the straw hat to jump in. With the Asian dude's level of intoxication, pretty much any punch thrown at him could be considered a "sucker punch". I'm sure he deserved that last haymaker, but I think we could have done without a third-man-in when the second man seemed to have Bruce Lee's alcoholic nephew right where he wanted him.