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Backyard ball. How did you play?

We liked to play touch football on our rarely travelled street. The telephone poles were the perfect length between end zones. One day, some knob called the cops on us and the guy sat us all down and read us the riot act. That's one way to get the respect of the youth. We were far from troublemakers and afraid of "getting on trouble" yet we were still laughing at the guy after he left. " Whaddaya in for kid?" "Playing football in the street" And they all moved away from me on the bench...
 
We played a ton of wiffle ball. Had our own “custom” bats. Kept homerun totals. There was a tree in the middle of right field that was the “triple” tree. To this day I would bet I could strike 90% of you out.

Also, not proud of it, but we’d play “Smear the queer”. Fenced in spot, one football, 6-10 guys. Whoever had the football got basically murdered until someone else got the ball.
I’d take that bet back in the day and give you odds Deep. Either side of the plate too;)
 
The stories of the BB guns and bows & arrows reminded me of a few things.

I remember one really hot evening in July when I was like 8 or 9, and my parents, sister and I were having dinner out at the picnic table in our fenced in back yard. It was around 5:30, hot and humid with sweat pouring off of us. Then my friend & neighbour appears at the fence and scales it like it's nothing and hops down next to us. He is wearing jeans, work boots, a ski mask, goggles, a long sleeve shirt and a old dirty red plaid jacket (which is how we knew it was him). He asked if we I had seen my brother around. We answered 'No' and he took off out our gate carrying his BB gun. A few minutes later my brother hops the fence asking if we have seen our neighbour. He's dressed in a winter jacket, two pairs of sweatpants, converse high tops, a baseball cap with a hand towel tucked in around it and he's wearing my dad's safety glasses and carrying his BB gun. He runs off. A few minutes later we hear the two of them shooting at each other across the street.

Also, my friends and I used to launch rockets, but then we found out how much more fun it was to launch the engines w/out them inside a rocket. We also shot arrows straight up into the air (target arrows of course). Before my dad finished clearing the lot, a couple of my friends and I would shoot arrows back and forth with us each standing on a bank at the ends of the lot. We'd use a walkie-talkie to tell when we were sending the arrow back over so we could lookout for it.

We also built forts, played football, kickball and a bunch of other made up stuff. We even played a game akin to pickleball with an old badminton net we strung across the driveway using the basketball poll and a small step ladder. We used prokadima balls and paddles.

When I was like 5 or 6, my brother would take me riding down the hill at the top of our street in a Radio Flyer red wagon. That was a lot of fun except for the time a car came around the corner at the bottom and we turned, hopped the curb and fell about 5 feet into a little creek. After that, we aimed for the creek every time down.
 
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We played a ton of wiffle ball. Had our own “custom” bats. Kept homerun totals. There was a tree in the middle of right field that was the “triple” tree. To this day I would bet I could strike 90% of you out.

Also, not proud of it, but we’d play “Smear the queer”. Fenced in spot, one football, 6-10 guys. Whoever had the football got basically murdered until someone else got the ball.
We had custom bats too, with rules about weight and what tape was allowed. We played "cream the carrier" at least that's what I'm writing here in case I run for office
 
We had custom bats too, with rules about weight and what tape was allowed. We played "cream the carrier" at least that's what I'm writing here in case I run for office
I remember that game well, and its original title. I'm surprised it still was called that when you were a kid as I think you may be considerably younger than I am.
 
We had custom bats too, with rules about weight and what tape was allowed. We played "cream the carrier" at least that's what I'm writing here in case I run for office
I clean out items from my parents’ basement/garage each time I go visit and found this beauty. Couldn’t bring myself to throw it out so now it’s in my garage.

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I remember that game well, and its original title. I'm surprised it still was called that when you were a kid as I think you may be considerably younger than I am.
I've actually never heard of that game by any name. Maybe Stamford was a leader in progressivism even back then. Although I'm still not sure my mother knew Liberace wasn't a ladies man. Was it a Catholic school thing?
 
Growing up the court in the middle of our apartment complex was kind of the beacon for all the kids. Endless days playing half/full court. I never played organized hoops until 8th grade so I learned to play through street ball.

Driving by courts at parks which almost never get used makes me a bit sad. Seems like everything is about organized indoor play from an early age now.

Kids are overcoached, especially girls.
 
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How’d we all forget the 7th grade game of punching any guy you saw in the stomach? And, occasionally somebody would have a text book under their shirt?

About 7-10 years earlier, our teacher would put 16 oz gloves on anybody who started to fight. He was a former golden gloves guy and Korean War veteran.
 
Let's go right now. I have an unhittable riser! LOL
When I was playing a lot from 7-14 years old everyone thought they had an unhittable riser. Took it deep a lot more than I swung and missed. Sliders, fork balls, screw balls nothing I couldn’t turn into frozen ropes :cool:
 
Also, my friends and I used to launch rockets, but then we found out how much more fun it was to launch the engines w/out them inside a rocket. We also shot arrows straight up into the air (target arrows of course). Before my dad finished clearing the lot, a couple of my friends and I would shoot arrows back and forth with us each standing on a bank at the ends of the lot. We'd use a walkie-talkie to tell when we were sending the arrow back over so we could lookout for it.
Reminds me of launching rockets. We bought and built the Estes rockets and launched them. Lost a few, especially the Sprite which was a featherweight. We never launched the engines without rockets, however.
 
I still remember that one time at night basketball I was so hot they started calling me "World". I couldn't miss so I really don't think it matters that I was the supervisor playing against 9th and 10th graders because there were only 9 kids left in the gym. Those shots didn't make themselves, y'know.
 
Winter it was always pickup basketball. Could be 3 on 3 half court, 5 on 5 full court, or 21. All depends on how many were at the gym.

Summer it was the more of the same with some HR derby or if there were enough bodies some form of modified baseball.
 
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Haven’t read the whole thread, any mention of Kill the Guy with the Ball?
 
Haven’t read the whole thread, any mention of Kill the Guy with the Ball?
That’s what we used to call it here in hard hittin - “Kill the man” Never heard of cream the carrier- that’s a more original name tho. We used to do it all - my house was the center of the neighborhood for all the games -wiffle ball in the summer , basketball on the driveway 21/ rebound. We turned it into a game of “taps” where when someone shot, if you left your feet and the ball came off the rim , you could tap it in and the shooter would get set back two points-feet had to be off the ground tho. And of course, tackle football at the parks and schools -whenever it wud snow or rain. I would put two pairs of socks on and put Ziploc baggies on my feet and elastic bands around my ankles, which was supposed to protect my socks from getting wet- yeah OK. God amazing times. Sports all day and night - and then come inside and watch games all night. MJ, bird, magic , the bad boys. What a time. Sprinkle in some old school Nintendo (RBI baseball, tecmo bowl, double dribble) Can someone invent a Time Machine please? At least we have the memories. Can’t take that from us.
 
We called it Kill the Carrier.

Forgot to mention wall ball before school started, think it had another name as well that I can’t recall. Throw a tennis ball against the wall, if someone catches it they throw it against the wall again. If you try to catch it and miss, whoever picks it up gets to hurl it as hard as they can at you as you run to touch the wall.
I liked that game, you could only grab it with one hand tho
 
Winter it was always pickup basketball. Could be 3 on 3 half court, 5 on 5 full court, or 21. All depends on how many were at the gym.

Summer it was the more of the same with some HR derby or if there were enough bodies some form of modified baseball.
2 on 2 as well… and best out of 10 Free Throws, I was normally 6 outta 10
 
Rumble Fumble… or Cremation, tackle football with each player taking a chance to run to the end zone with everyone able to tackle them
 
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We called it, “Kill the guy with the ball” as at least one poster mentioned. Another name I learned that hardly anyone said is “kicker”. It seems everyone grew up saying Kickball that I’ve asked. In elementary school in Bristol there was always a kicker game going before school began. You just had to show up for it.

Not surprisingly many of us had the same kinds of neighborhoods playing the same games during all the different seasons. One I didn’t see mentioned was fastball tennis ball if it was just you and a friend. The HS had a strike zone painted on the brick wall. Hit it on the running track for a HR. Into the hill for a double etc. trying to throw a tennis ball hard at 22+ makes it seem crazy. How did we not throw our arms out?
 
Not surprisingly many of us had the same kinds of neighborhoods playing the same games during all the different seasons. One I didn’t see mentioned was fastball tennis ball if it was just you and a friend. The HS had a strike zone painted on the brick wall. Hit it on the running track for a HR. Into the hill for a double etc. trying to throw a tennis ball hard at 22+ makes it seem crazy. How did we not throw our arms out?
We played this in our schoolyard. We had the strike zone painted on a cement wall and we had certain landmarks in the schoolyard for single, double, etc. I agree that throwing a tennis ball hard is not great for the arm but I don't recall any injuries in doing this.
 
We had this stupid game where you threw a tennis ball against a brick wall. You had to throw it above a chalk line. If the ball bounced twice, the person nearest it had to go stand face first against the wall and the guy who threw it got one throw to try and hit them as hard as they could. LOL
 
We had this stupid game where you threw a tennis ball against a brick wall. You had to throw it above a chalk line. If the ball bounced twice, the person nearest it had to go stand face first against the wall and the guy who threw it got one throw to try and hit them as hard as they could. LOL

Burn ball! I still play that with kids at work sometimes.
 
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