It was not Higgins that got punched. It was an AAU game. The official was Kenny Culp.I hope Higgins was moonlighting.
It was not Higgins that got punched. It was an AAU game. The official was Kenny Culp.I hope Higgins was moonlighting.
I was about 5 years old when I discovered how stupid a Yankee can be. Even when they are trying to do a good deed they can come off as ignorant. My case in point: My grandfather raised some sugar cane across a dirt road from his orange groves. Just a small patch to make cane syrup, etc. One of my close friends in childhood was Buster and we hung out together. His family had been on my grandpa's property for about 100 years. Trucks would haul the sugar cane out and at times they would hit a rut and a piece of cane would fall off. That was like heaven to Buster and I and we would run out in the road and grab it to eat. A pocket knife and sugar cane to a Southern boy in 1948 was like a cheese cake in today's world. Good eating. Once a truck pulled out and dropped a stalk of cane and we ran out in the road to grab it. A big Cadillac came driving by and the driver saw us grabbing the cane and stopped. A lady got out of her car. She walked over to us, patted us on the head and gave us each a dime. Then she looked down and said "you poor boys, starving to death and eating corn stalks off of the road." Then she walked back to her car and drove off. As she left you could see those NEW YORK license tags and Buster looked at me and started laughing, then Buster said, "Stupid Yankee". We laughed for about a half hour at that one.That reminds me of an good old joke:
Do you know the difference between a Yankee and a Damned Yankee?
A Yankee is a person who was born up north.
A Damned Yankee is a person who was born up and moved to the South.
Great story and photo Sawnee. It reminds me of a joke my pappaw told me when I was about five.I was about 5 years old when I discovered how stupid a Yankee can be. Even when they are trying to do a good deed they can come off as ignorant. My case in point: My grandfather raised some sugar cane across a dirt road from his orange groves. Just a small patch to make cane syrup, etc. One of my close friends in childhood was Buster and we hung out together. His family had been on my grandpa's property for about 100 years. Trucks would haul the sugar cane out and at times they would hit a rut and a piece of cane would fall off. That was like heaven to Buster and I and we would run out in the road and grab it to eat. A pocket knife and sugar cane to a Southern boy in 1948 was like a cheese cake in today's world. Good eating. Once a truck pulled out and dropped a stalk of cane and we ran out in the road to grab it. A big Cadillac came driving by and the driver saw us grabbing the cane and stopped. A lady got out of her car. She walked over to us, patted us on the head and gave us each a dime. Then she looked down and said "you poor boys, starving to death and eating corn stalks off of the road." Then she walked back to her car and drove off. As she left you could see those NEW YORK license tags and Buster looked at me and started laughing, then Buster said, "Stupid Yankee". We laughed for about a half hour at that one.
The little boy on the left is Buster and yours truly is on the right.
I love it. Great story. And probably true. LOLGreat story and photo Sawnee. It reminds me of a joke my pappaw told me when I was about five.
A city kid comes to the country to meet his hillbilly cousin. He asks to be shown around the farm where they live. They stop at a pile of rabbit pellets and the city boy asks, "What are those?" The country boy says, "Smart pills." The kid picks one up and chews it, then spits it out. "That tastes like poop." His cousin says, "See? You are smarter already."
Nope, they have teeth like an old girlfriend I once knew.You really didn't want to get close to those guys anyways.
Back in for the night. Table is ready to be glued together tomorrow. That turned into a nice little project that sprung up from nowhere.
It was not Higgins that got punched. It was an AAU game. The official was Kenny Culp.
April 8, 1989. The big 3-oh.
Great meal at Silvio's Italian restaurant. Stuffed to the gills. Great food and wine/cocktails. The ol' wallet is definitely a lot lighter tonight. What the hell. She's worth it.
April 8, 1989. The big 3-oh.
Great meal at Silvio's Italian restaurant. Stuffed to the gills. Great food and wine/cocktails. The ol' wallet is definitely a lot lighter tonight. What the hell. She's worth it.
Hey Guy's and BKO I'm out of the hospital and back home. I'll make myself take it easy. Post a little hear and there. It's good, I wasn't expecting what happened during my pre-OPT. Bert was on a pretty good run today...…..Later GO BIG BLUE!
I was about 5 years old when I discovered how stupid a Yankee can be. Even when they are trying to do a good deed they can come off as ignorant. My case in point: My grandfather raised some sugar cane across a dirt road from his orange groves. Just a small patch to make cane syrup, etc. One of my close friends in childhood was Buster and we hung out together. His family had been on my grandpa's property for about 100 years. Trucks would haul the sugar cane out and at times they would hit a rut and a piece of cane would fall off. That was like heaven to Buster and I and we would run out in the road and grab it to eat. A pocket knife and sugar cane to a Southern boy in 1948 was like a cheese cake in today's world. Good eating. Once a truck pulled out and dropped a stalk of cane and we ran out in the road to grab it. A big Cadillac came driving by and the driver saw us grabbing the cane and stopped. A lady got out of her car. She walked over to us, patted us on the head and gave us each a dime. Then she looked down and said "you poor boys, starving to death and eating corn stalks off of the road." Then she walked back to her car and drove off. As she left you could see those NEW YORK license tags and Buster looked at me and started laughing, then Buster said, "Stupid Yankee". We laughed for about a half hour at that one.
The little boy on the left is Buster and yours truly is on the right.
Great story and photo Sawnee. It reminds me of a joke my pappaw told me when I was about five.
A city kid comes to the country to meet his hillbilly cousin. He asks to be shown around the farm where they live. They stop at a pile of rabbit pellets and the city boy asks, "What are those?" The country boy says, "Smart pills." The kid picks one up and chews it, then spits it out. "That tastes like poop." His cousin says, "See? You are smarter already."
We made fun of how Yankees talked. Not many Yankees passed through where I grew up.
April 8, 1989. The big 3-oh.
Great meal at Silvio's Italian restaurant. Stuffed to the gills. Great food and wine/cocktails. The ol' wallet is definitely a lot lighter tonight. What the hell. She's worth it.
Free throw shooting is one of the most important parts of a basketball team and it separates a man from a boy. Free throw shooting requires concentration and motor skills. To be good you have to be consistent and shoot every free throw as close to the same as humanly possible. Athletic ability, running fast and being able to dunk will not sink a 15' free throw. As we all know a game can be won or lost on the free throw line. And yes a made free throw is just as important two minutes into the game as two minutes left in the game. A point is a point and if you make those free throws early in the game you may not be in a position that they must be made at the end of the game.Looks like to win 6 you better hit your foul shots because the team you are playing is going to hit theirs. I'd be curious what those two teams last night shot for the tournament at the line. FCC.
Free throw shooting is one of the most important parts of a basketball team and it separates a man from a boy. Free throw shooting requires concentration and motor skills. To be good you have to be consistent and shoot every free throw as close to the same as humanly possible. Athletic ability, running fast and being able to dunk will not sink a 15' free throw. As we all know a game can be won or lost on the free throw line. And yes a made free throw is just as important two minutes into the game as two minutes left in the game. A point is a point and if you make those free throws early in the game you may not be in a position that they must be made at the end of the game.
One thing I regret is for Tyler Herro. He may be the best free throw shooter in our history but he did not get enough of them. There were games where he had zero attempts. That should never happen.
Congratulations.I got my taxes done finally. I was not hurt that bad. Big load off my shoulders after the mess from the last three years. Now I hold my breath for two months and see what happens.