Body already sore and still recovering from the shit he'd put himself through the night before last, Raylan's defenses were down too far to do anything other than take it, pushed back enough to trip and drag them both down to the floor. At least he didn't have to stand then. He only got a few swings in before he was trying to roll them over.

If he could pin Neal down, stop him from swinging for a goddamned minute..

Raylan was going to be black and blue after this.