One midsummer's evening in the early 90's i was shooting hoops in my cousin's backyard by myself. after a while i began to grow tired of this and began to look for something else to entertain myself. as i scanned my surroundings i noticed a small aluminum "Bombat" laying in the fresh cut grass. the wheels began to turn in my young adolescent head and a lightbulb turned on. i was going to see how far i could pelt the worn spalding i had been tossing seconds before. unbeknownst to me the elasticity of a basketball is very great. i bounced the evil leather covered rubber orb and swung with all of my might.the bat ricoceted of and walloped me across the right temple. as i lay unconcious on the warm pavement aproximately 2-3 minutes passed. i came to just as my aunt came out of the back door. she could tell that something had happened and asked if i was ok. i nodded and she got in her car and left. i walked down the alley to my house a dazed and broken young lad...at least 7 years came to pass and in either my sophomore or freshman year of high school i was walking up to my church's parish hall and came across a fellow, who shall remain nameless, who had just finished a game across the street on the newly installed basketball courts funded by that years tamale sale. he dribbled up to where i was standing and we chatted for a moment before i began to open the door to the building. as i started to walk in i noticed that a broom leaning in the corner of the fron porch. i immediately knew what he was conjuring up in his naive brain. i warned him with the story i presented in the preceeding paragraph. he said "ok" and i walked in and shut the door. i took three steps and my curiosity got the best of me. i turned around, reopened one of the double doors and saw that he was picking up his glasses and that he had a large firetruck red streak across his left cheek. i don't have to say what happened. the fool did not heed my warning.i wrote this experience in order to prevent this event from happening to any unfortunate soul who may have the notion to try this feat. it is impossible and you will get hurt or possibly die. as long as this passage keeps just one person from expriencing the pain and humiliation that dumbass and i endured then i have done my job. thank you for your time, and have a nice day!
