Dumbest/Awesome-est thing you saw as a youngster

funKYcat75

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Besides your first set of bewbs...

Two friends of mine raced their bikes from left field of the Turfland Babe Ruth Field to the first base dugout fence. Not through the fence, to the fence. Not entirely sure what the reason for the race was (didn't need one) or what the rules were (I'm guessing none), but off they went. Two very athletic kids, so they picked up some real steam by the time they got to the shortstop area and hit the dirt. Full speed on each side of the pitchers mound when one of them realizes what is about to happen and stops; one of those cool stops where your back wheel flips around and kick up dirt.

The other kid... not so much. He keeps pedaling to the bitter end. Now, he wasn't the smartest guy by any means, but everyone at the field that day knew what was going to happen, and it did. Bike tire, face, and body all explode into the fence. He's cut up very badly, but is able to walk his bike home. This is the same guy who routinely hit home runs from the Small Fry field into the Babe Ruth field, so he was pretty solid. We all just stood there because none of us were going to get in trouble for him doing something stupid.

The summers there were always a pleasure.
 
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His last name wasn't Vest was it?

Lord, I played a ridiculous number of baseball games on that field. (along with pee-wee/midget football)

When my kid was old enough to play football up there I was shocked beyond belief, to find that that old cantankerous b@stard, Dick Derrickson was STILL running it. LOL
 

IdaCat

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Acts of "toxic masculinity" in the past can't compete with the condom snorting, tide pod eating, commie loving, rioting soy boys of today.

 

funKYcat75

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His last name wasn't Vest was it?

Lord, I played a ridiculous number of baseball games on that field. (along with pee-wee/midget football)

When my kid was old enough to play football up there I was shocked beyond belief, to find that that old cantankerous b@stard, Dick Derrickson was STILL running it. LOL
No. You've got me by a few years. I don't remember any Football, but they used to play LYSA soccer in the outfield.
 

ukgrad83

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Another bike story. My oldest brother had just gotten a used spider bike, replacing his uncool Pee Wee Herman lookalike. Off we go to cruise the streets and then to the local school yard which had a dirt mound we could jump. First time on the new bike, he checks the cross street for traffic then pedals like a maniac down the school drive, ready to make the biggest jump we'd ever seen. He hits the mound smoothly, up up he goes, getting 2 or 3 feet of air - and then the front tire falls off. He'd pulled up enough to land on the back wheel but a split second later the front forks embed themselves in the ground and he goes flying over the handlebars head first, does a 3/4 flip and lands squarely on his back. Knocked the snot out of him. The best part? The bike remained upright.
 

Glenn's Take

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Does it really have to be as a kid? Here is my bike story but was early 20's. Me and a friend decided we were going to buy bikes so we did. We rode them over to some girls house. We were coming home on Goldsmith Lane by Seneca High School and it was already dark out. My friend was riding on the street and I was riding on the sidewalk to be safe and avoid the cars. That was my first mistake. The sidewalk veers of for a drainage ditch. I never saw it. I was pedaling as fast as I could because we were racing. I did a flip and landed flat on my back. Fortunately my feet stayed on the pedals so kicked it off before it landed on me. I still can't believe I got up and rode it home.
 

UKGrad93

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My younger brother was always big for his age growing up. He easily passed for 3-4 years older than he was. Anyways, he must have been about 6 and we were playing outside. Randy, the scrawny white trash kid from next door comes over and somehow picks a fight with my brother. Randy was just a nuisance and never knew when to stop. Anyways, Randy is really pissed for some reason and decides to attack my brother. Randy is running full steam towards my brother with both his arms rotating like a windmill.

My brother doesn't want to fight, but stands his ground and sticks one arm straight out with a fist. Randy runs full steam into my brother's fist and falls backwards. His windmill arms never even touched my brother.

Another time, Randy came over and we told him to go away, but he didn't, so we ignored him. Randy then decided to pick on our full blooded German Shephard Dog, Tiny. Tiny had been hit by cars a few times and had plastic ribs and a steal plate in his back hip. Otherwise, he was a very gentle dog. Randy pulled Tiny's tail. Tiny just gave him a look. Randy then pulled his tail again. Tiny growled at him. We yelled at Randy to knock it off and go back home. Randy then wound up and kicked Tiny in the ribs. Before we knew it, Tiny had Randy pinned to the ground standing over him with his mouth open over Randy's neck. We called Tiny off and Randy went home to change the pants he had just pissed in.
 

UKGrad93

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Does it really have to be as a kid? Here is my bike story but was early 20's. Me and a friend decided we were going to buy bikes so we did. We rode them over to some girls house. We were coming home on Goldsmith Lane by Seneca High School and it was already dark out. My friend was riding on the street and I was riding on the sidewalk to be safe and avoid the cars. That was my first mistake. The sidewalk veers of for a drainage ditch. I never saw it. I was pedaling as fast as I could because we were racing. I did a flip and landed flat on my back. Fortunately my feet stayed on the pedals so kicked it off before it landed on me. I still can't believe I got up and rode it home.
I was on a bike trip to a convenience store once with some older kids. We had to go down a highway, so we rode in peoples front yards to stay off the road. I was peddling as hard as I could go when my front tire hit a small trench that someone had recently cut to burry a pipe or something. The whole world turned upside down. I didn't know what had happened. The other kids were laughing and said I had done a full flip over the handlebars.
 

8titles_rivals270261

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His last name wasn't Vest was it?

Lord, I played a ridiculous number of baseball games on that field. (along with pee-wee/midget football)

When my kid was old enough to play football up there I was shocked beyond belief, to find that that old cantankerous b@stard, Dick Derrickson was STILL running it. LOL
The Vest brothers were always at Southland. The older brother was absolutely insane off the high dive. Youngest was my age and we all were liable to hurt ourselves of the high dive too. Crazy stuff went on at that pool.
 
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BlueRaider22

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A guy in our HS sold another guy in HS some “drugs” for $200. The first “drug” was a ziploc with dried parsley. The other was a ziploc of Shitake mushrooms. He smoked and ate both bags at a bonfire party then acted high all night long. When I left the party at 2-3:00 in the morning he was still acting crazy....barking like a dog, jumping over the fire, trying to eat field grass.
 

CatCall

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My younger brother was always big for his age growing up. He easily passed for 3-4 years older than he was. Anyways, he must have been about 6 and we were playing outside. Randy, the scrawny white trash kid from next door comes over and somehow picks a fight with my brother. Randy was just a nuisance and never knew when to stop. Anyways, Randy is really pissed for some reason and decides to attack my brother. Randy is running full steam towards my brother with both his arms rotating like a windmill.

My brother doesn't want to fight, but stands his ground and sticks one arm straight out with a fist. Randy runs full steam into my brother's fist and falls backwards. His windmill arms never even touched my brother.

Another time, Randy came over and we told him to go away, but he didn't, so we ignored him. Randy then decided to pick on our full blooded German Shephard Dog, Tiny. Tiny had been hit by cars a few times and had plastic ribs and a steal plate in his back hip. Otherwise, he was a very gentle dog. Randy pulled Tiny's tail. Tiny just gave him a look. Randy then pulled his tail again. Tiny growled at him. We yelled at Randy to knock it off and go back home. Randy then wound up and kicked Tiny in the ribs. Before we knew it, Tiny had Randy pinned to the ground standing over him with his mouth open over Randy's neck. We called Tiny off and Randy went home to change the pants he had just pissed in.
Moral of the story... Don't be a Randy
 

bkingUK

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Lived in a neighborhood centered around a school. So, generations grow up together, graduate, move on. We all played basketball, football and baseball together in neighborhood, but the older kids generally beat the **** out of the younger kids. It’s also why we kicked everyone’s *** in sports.

Anyways, as we graduated 8th grade it was about the time Dazed and Confused came out. We watched it all the time. Knew all the words. We related. And it just so happened that my friend had a paddle.

We did what any kids would do in this situation. So, we began scouring the neighborhood for 7th graders.

Maybe a block away, we found our first (and only) victim. We re-enacted the Dazed and Confused scene almost line by line. We made him grab a tree, and thought we’d all take a whack.

Except my first friend gets the paddle, hits this kid in the *** so hard he starts bleeding, kid runs home at full sprint while crying. And it was then we realized it was a lot cooler in the movie.

To his credit, never told the parental units. Would probably go to jail for that today .
 

Catman100

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8th grade in coal country, me and my neighborhood posse decide we are going to throw eggs and water balloons at cars. We get set up in the woods over looking this country road. Sure enough the first vehicle that comes is a 10 wheeler coal truck with his windows down and that guy got hit with about 2-3 eggs and water balloons. He screeches to a stop and we could hear him cursing us like nobody's business.

Little did we know that his truck was the first of about 7-8 that were going up that road. So the rest of his buddies stop right on the road and all get out with mining lights shining them up in the woods looking for us. I can tell you I was about to crap my pants when those ol boys started climbing up in the hills. We made it down about two hundred yards to my house and all of us got in the house. About 5 minutes later some trucker knocked on the door and asked my mom if any kids where there. She said yes my son is doing homework. The trucker left and we didn't throw eggs again for a very long time.
 

CB3UK

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I don't remember them ever playing football at Garden Spring field (little league) or Turfland (Babe Ruth) field. When did they start that?
 
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The Vest brothers were always at Southland. The older brother was absolutely insane off the high dive. Youngest was my age and we all were liable to hurt ourselves of the high dive too. Crazy stuff went on at that pool.
You and I have to have crossed paths at some point. I grew up on Pasadena.

David V. was an animal at everything. For such a rough and tumble guy though, you couldn’t meet a nicer person.

And you’re right about the high dive. A friend of mine split his wig on that thing, trying to do a gainer. Part of his scalp was stuck to the end of board, and a huge plume of blood spread when he hit that water.
 

Lexie's Dad

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You and I have to have crossed paths at some point. I grew up on Pasadena.

David V. was an animal at everything. For such a rough and tumble guy though, you couldn’t meet a nicer person.

And you’re right about the high dive. A friend of mine split his wig on that thing, trying to do a gainer. Part of his scalp was stuck to the end of board, and a huge plume of blood spread when he hit that water.
David V hired me for my first banking job. Tons of respect for him.
 

DudahUK

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Besides your first set of bewbs...

Two friends of mine raced their bikes from left field of the Turfland Babe Ruth Field to the first base dugout fence. Not through the fence, to the fence. Not entirely sure what the reason for the race was (didn't need one) or what the rules were (I'm guessing none), but off they went. Two very athletic kids, so they picked up some real steam by the time they got to the shortstop area and hit the dirt. Full speed on each side of the pitchers mound when one of them realizes what is about to happen and stops; one of those cool stops where your back wheel flips around and kick up dirt.

The other kid... not so much. He keeps pedaling to the bitter end. Now, he wasn't the smartest guy by any means, but everyone at the field that day knew what was going to happen, and it did. Bike tire, face, and body all explode into the fence. He's cut up very badly, but is able to walk his bike home. This is the same guy who routinely hit home runs from the Small Fry field into the Babe Ruth field, so he was pretty solid. We all just stood there because none of us were going to get in trouble for him doing something stupid.

The summers there were always a pleasure.
Wow, so much excitement. Pinch me.
 

8titles_rivals270261

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You and I have to have crossed paths at some point. I grew up on Pasadena.

David V. was an animal at everything. For such a rough and tumble guy though, you couldn’t meet a nicer person.

And you’re right about the high dive. A friend of mine split his wig on that thing, trying to do a gainer. Part of his scalp was stuck to the end of board, and a huge plume of blood spread when he hit that water.
Guarantee we have. Mike was a nut too. I grew up with Matt. Good guys. I remember that happening but can't for the life of me remember who it was. Saw David gainer in a governor literally a foot beside the lifeguard stand many times. Always with a hot life guard working of course. My kids have no idea what fun is until you walk into a pool with 200 teenagers and 5 lifeguards.
 
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8titles_rivals270261

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He has a son, and I'm pretty sure that that IS his name (David)

No. You've got me by a few years. I don't remember any Football, but they used to play LYSA soccer in the outfield.
Are you thinking about Southland park? That's where we played football in that area. Played against Shillito, Gainesway, etc.. The football field at Southland was in the outfield of the baseball field. I can't remember playing at Turfland park but there is a lot I don't remember from those days.
 

ukalum1988

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Another bike story. My oldest brother had just gotten a used spider bike, replacing his uncool Pee Wee Herman lookalike. Off we go to cruise the streets and then to the local school yard which had a dirt mound we could jump. First time on the new bike, he checks the cross street for traffic then pedals like a maniac down the school drive, ready to make the biggest jump we'd ever seen. He hits the mound smoothly, up up he goes, getting 2 or 3 feet of air - and then the front tire falls off. He'd pulled up enough to land on the back wheel but a split second later the front forks embed themselves in the ground and he goes flying over the handlebars head first, does a 3/4 flip and lands squarely on his back. Knocked the snot out of him. The best part? The bike remained upright.
I have a similar bike story, except it happened to me. I had a paper route from the time I was 10 til I was 14. I had this big Pee Wee Herman bike (as you call it) with baskets on the back for delivering newspaper.

Anyway, this one evening I tore off down the street and built up a lot of speed and decided to ride a wheelie.... well the front wheel flew off, and the forks dug down in the pavement, and I flipped over the handlebar and busted my chin wide open. I'm still amazed that I didn't shatter my lower jawbone.

My right hand was still on the handlebar when the handlebar hit the pavement, and I still have a scar on my right pinky knuckle. Finally to add another injury, the baskets hit me on the back of the head and opened up another gash.

After a few minutes, I actually got up, picked up my front wheel and drug my bike and the wheel home. My dad was on the phone when I walked in the house, and I'll never forget him dropping the phone in mid sentence when I walked in the kitchen bleeding down my chin, my hand, and the back of my hand.

I got four stitches in my chin at the hospital. For the back of my head, they shaved around the wound and bandaged it up. Definitely something I'll never forget.
 

8titles_rivals270261

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I have a similar bike story, except it happened to me. I had a paper route from the time I was 10 til I was 14. I had this big Pee Wee Herman bike (as you call it) with baskets on the back for delivering newspaper.

Anyway, this one evening I tore off down the street and built up a lot of speed and decided to ride a wheelie.... well the front wheel flew off, and the forks dug down in the pavement, and I flipped over the handlebar and busted my chin wide open. I'm still amazed that I didn't shatter my lower jawbone.

My right hand was still on the handlebar when the handlebar hit the pavement, and I still have a scar on my right pinky knuckle. Finally to add another injury, the baskets hit me on the back of the head and opened up another gash.

After a few minutes, I actually got up, picked up my front wheel and drug my bike and the wheel home. My dad was on the phone when I walked in the house, and I'll never forget him dropping the phone in mid sentence when I walked in the kitchen bleeding down my chin, my hand, and the back of my hand.

I got four stitches in my chin at the hospital. For the back of my head, they shaved around the wound and bandaged it up. Definitely something I'll never forget.
I think everyone I knew has a bike story growing up. We had to ride the damn things all over the place since we couldn't hang out in the house (all mom's make that chit clear). I was riding my bike home for lunch from Southland pool when I was about 9. They were building the Pasadena cut through at Clays Mill. I guess there was a manhole cover that was still open so I decided to bunny hop it on my bike which WAS NOT a diamondback or a mongoose or anything cool like that (dumbass). Back wheel catches in the hole and stops the bike in its tracks. Threw me like 10 feet and scratched me up pretty bad. My mom laughed at me till she cried when I got him cause I was such an idiot. Lol.
 
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ukgrad83

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I have a similar bike story, except it happened to me. I had a paper route from the time I was 10 til I was 14. I had this big Pee Wee Herman bike (as you call it) with baskets on the back for delivering newspaper.
Moral of these stories, check those d@mn front tires. :)
 

*CatinIL*

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You and I have to have crossed paths at some point. I grew up on Pasadena.

David V. was an animal at everything. For such a rough and tumble guy though, you couldn’t meet a nicer person.

And you’re right about the high dive. A friend of mine split his wig on that thing, trying to do a gainer. Part of his scalp was stuck to the end of board, and a huge plume of blood spread when he hit that water.
Had some fun times back in that neighborhood.
 

UpstateNYCat

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Dumbest? Joe Frazier in the swimming pool during Superstars.

Coolest? Apollo 11, Moon landing.

Saddest? Stuntman going through airbag off Kincaid Towers during filming of movie Steel.
 

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Dumbest event for me was in high school. Two kids were negotiating the sale of something medicinal and one tried to rip the other off. The victim told the salesman that the only reason he didn't beat the crap out of him was because he had just turned 18 and didn't want to get in trouble. Salesman was offended that victim assumed he was a minor and whipped out his driver's license as proof of adulthood.

It was a glorious *** whipping.