I played Little League for a season when I was 10. I never got a hit. I never learned to roller skate. I've tried it and ice skating since; needless to say, sucktitude. Who's more pathetic than me as a child?
I once ripped ass in the computer lab during a class in like 3rd grade. It was silent....but WAY deadly. I mean.....DEADLY. It was so bad, the teacher walked to the back of the lab and opened the windows. It was heavy and just lingered in the air...you could have tasted it IIRC. People started blaming the fat kid who was sitting next to me......and I sort of went with it and never claimed it. Sorry Ronny!
I had that exact same happen to me except it was during a test in 3rd grade. I ripped one loudly and everyone in the class thought it was the obnoxious kid who was a trouble maker. Glad he took the fall for me! Sorry, Chris!
As long as I've got two guys that can hit 15-footers, I'm game. Otherwise, I'm hitting them myself. Either way, bring your umbrella.
Got my face smashed by the r****ded kid my first week at a new school. I was sitting down and not even facing the guy when he started wailing on my face so I don't really know what I could have done in retrospect.... but none of that mattered as I made a new, lower notch on the 6th grade totem pole of status.
13 through Teen years, played football for 6 straight years at RB/WR/DB. Started maybe half the overall games... NEVER scored a TD, NEVER got an interception in 6 YEARS.. Every single oppurtunity I dropped or fumbled, ALL (about 10 attempts total. After 2 I'd get yanked and benched the rest of the season, or change positions...) I then played intramural flag football in college 2 more years, STILL didnt score a TD. You know how hard that is to not score a TD in flag freaking football?! I was an inept walking sick joke of an athlete by then....but I got some INTS and 2 pt conversions (points that added up to a TD's worth), and felt validated enough then hung up the cleats.... my pre-teen childhood was solid enough
I never studied the playbook in both basketball (when I played at age 12 or 13 years old) or freshman high school football to any real degree to where I could associate a play call to whatever it was I was supposed to do on the field. So, I faked it when I was in the game(i.e. didn't know where to be on offense per a bball offensive play...or who to hit playing defense in football (other than the guy in front of me and try to get to the qb(fail)))...which I didn't play much at all except in garbage time. Actually, my football career lasted all of one off-season 4 week two-a-day program (hell) and pre-season game before I injured my leg ending my football career for good. lol On the other hand, prior to playing basketball and football, I excelled for many years in both pitching machine baseball (once hit 4 HRs and a double in one game with my Dad watching from behind home plate (my proud father moment)) and soccer (helped lead my team to trophies and playoffs over four seasons). I did have a few incidents in soccer where once I was playing halfback and running to kick a ball coming my way. Missed the ball and landed on my kisser in front of the crowd. Embarrassing. I also once kicked the ball just over the top of the goal during a penalty kick in sudden death (my team would lose that game on sudden death penalty kick shoot-out, I felt guilty, and I cried after I missed my kick). I also once sharted my pants in baseball uniform before a game and had to have them washed (luckily...still at home) before the game hoping there wouldn't be a black spot where crap penetrated the pants. Luckily, the detergent did its job. lol
My friend made this kid throw up by farting while they were sitting in the same car. I think he tops all.
I played a lot of football up at the school field when I was younger, and for years... literally years... when people would say "P for K" at the top of their lungs before passing the kickoff, I thought it was some insider word 'Peiferkay" or somesuch, never quite understood, and... here's the kicker... thought it must be of french origin and mean "Because I can't kick the ball well".
I was never in the Boy Scouts. I played one year of little league baseball and got some hits, but I got beaned more times than I got a hit (had a .187 avg....I needed glasses).
I once tried out for the basketball team in 7th grade, but everytime it was my turn to run a drill, i'd let the person behind me go first b/c I was too scared. Needless to say, I didnt make the team. FML
I once tried out for the basketball team in 7th grade, but I hadn't had a growth spurt yet, and was a little chubby. Even though I was better than half the team, I didn't make it. I never tried out again.
