Ah, the innocence of a good ol’ game of kickball.
Fond grade-school memories … that and dodgeball.
Back in the day, kickball was fairly popular at recesses and lunchtime.
Is it still or has texting, socializing and the like replaced it?
I recall I couldn’t wait to get to school — downing breakfast, grabbing my Batman lunch pail (don’t laugh, my wife claims to have had the Banana Splits) and hightailing the two blocks to school to play with others that made the same effort.
I remember it was competitive.
Teams picked, self pitch and pitcher’s mound was good as first.
Not much fun starting the day with a skinned knee but that was just part of the game.
Our diamond was on cement except right field which was grass. Usually a boomer in that direction was good for a trip around the bases, at least the first couple of ups until the defense caught on.
The first base line butted up against the fence and a ball that bounced over wasted valuable time.
The slow bouncers were perfect for deep power kicks while the rollers were ideal for gappers.
Like baseball and softball, you could miss the pitch and squib one or kick one a mile high.
I remember waiting for those to come down thinking, ‘Did I lock my bike?’ … ‘Did I remember my homework?’ … ‘Is Suzie watching?’ … ‘What’s on the cafeteria lunch menu when I get to buy tomorrow?’ and other thoughts before the ball reentered earth’s atmosphere.
At lunchtime recess it was more kickball.