I loved playing wiffle ball. Used to play day in and day out for hours on end. "Reggie Jackson"..."Willie Stargell"..lol I loved playing little league baseball too. I loved pitching in the Allstar games and was fortunate to have 17 strikeouts in a 7 inning game. Also played with Lance Johnson at Princeton HS in Cincinnati. I was a senior and he was a sophomore on the team. He did not start that year, in fact he did not even play. Lance went on to have a good and lengthy Major League career. A guy by the name of Jeff Williams played Centerfield. Williams had more talent than anyone I have ever seen. I once saw him throw a ball over a 30 ft high backstop from 400 feet by just bending over in the outfield and picking up the ball and just letting it fly...unbelievable..lol He also ran 1.5 seconds under Major League average to 1st base. He was a 1st round draft choice. He recieved a 60k signing bonus, which was a lot of money back then. He lacked one major element Lance did not...Desire!
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getting to touch the breasts of my 6th grade girlfriend...
she had a hell of a rack...
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Com on....I think you mean the 16th grade:lolBIG:
no, i mean 6th.. she wasnt like the other girls...
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getting to touch the breasts of my 6th grade girlfriend...
she had a hell of a rack...
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Com on....I think you mean the 16th grade:lolBIG:
no, i mean 6th.. she wasnt like the other girls...
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there are 2 that stand out - 1 i still laugh hard at today some almost 30 years later
one summer when i was in like 6/7 grade - it was a long hot summer and we were REALLY BORED! i forget who - but it was probably me - but we decided to hand out some chocolate to some neightborhood kids. only thing was these were Ex Lax Chocolate squares. one kid ate about 6 of them. i heard he was up until about 4A with that time spent on the toilet
the other one happened during the summer when i was 12. our whole family flew to the Seattle/Portland area for a few weeks. on the way home - we flew Air Cal (later bought out by American - i think). well, one of the (as they were called then) stewardesses got on the intercom and said they were having a contest with the winner getting a bottle of champagne. the contest was the person with the biggest hole in their socks (or similar). when they announed this women started ripping their pantyhose for a stupid $2 bottle of Andre champagne. but, my father, bro and i simply and calmly took off our shoes and proudly showed them to the "judges". my bro won (they gave dad the champagne) with my father and i taking 2nd and 3rd. my father was beeming from ear to ear with pride over this while my mother - who seated across the aisle - hid her head in shame. my cousin was pissed because he would have been in contention but his mother bought him new socks before he came out from Chicago for the summer. when the plane landed as soon as we got into our car - mom took us straight to a place to buy socks BEFORE we got home.
one summer when i was in like 6/7 grade - it was a long hot summer and we were REALLY BORED! i forget who - but it was probably me - but we decided to hand out some chocolate to some neightborhood kids. only thing was these were Ex Lax Chocolate squares. one kid ate about 6 of them. i heard he was up until about 4A with that time spent on the toilet
the other one happened during the summer when i was 12. our whole family flew to the Seattle/Portland area for a few weeks. on the way home - we flew Air Cal (later bought out by American - i think). well, one of the (as they were called then) stewardesses got on the intercom and said they were having a contest with the winner getting a bottle of champagne. the contest was the person with the biggest hole in their socks (or similar). when they announed this women started ripping their pantyhose for a stupid $2 bottle of Andre champagne. but, my father, bro and i simply and calmly took off our shoes and proudly showed them to the "judges". my bro won (they gave dad the champagne) with my father and i taking 2nd and 3rd. my father was beeming from ear to ear with pride over this while my mother - who seated across the aisle - hid her head in shame. my cousin was pissed because he would have been in contention but his mother bought him new socks before he came out from Chicago for the summer. when the plane landed as soon as we got into our car - mom took us straight to a place to buy socks BEFORE we got home.
