career had just started to pick up when, at 32, he met his day of reckoning in that near-lethal encounter on Venice Beach. As he sat chained to a chair in the police station and the third of July became the Fourth, he finally had an epiphany.
“I knew if he didn’t wake up, I was going to jail and my worst side would take over,” Bernthal said of the man whose head he’d split open. “I prayed to whatever is above that if he woke up, I’d change things, get married, have kids, and stop with the anger.”
The injured man did wake up, and witnesses came forward to say that he