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Oh, Mister Bill! Racquet ball was such an excellent way to take out pent up frustrations and it certainly was not a non-contact sport. I knocked a guy flat, with the ball to the side of his temple, when he ran over into my lane of fire. He went down like a sack of potatoes and then jumped right back up, wondering what happened. I tease him to this day. I also lost 80% of my right ear's hearing by catching the ball flush on the ear a few years earlier. All big fun!
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Karlos
"In the Land of the Pigs, The Butcher is King"
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