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Taking It From AI

We all have our moments of sports greatness - they're just usually not against Allen Iverson.

My moment occurred in schoolboy hockey, a breakaway - me closing in on the goalie, who sets, then looks on in amazement as I fake a quick slap shot and somehow lose balance and fall forward ON THE PUCK, sliding slowly toward the net. Puzzled, he decided to end my misery and stopped me and the puck with his stick, as my teammates started howling, chanting ROO-BIN! ROO-BIN!, whacking the blades of their sticks against the boards in unison, a thundering clap I still hear today.

But I digress.

Johnny Goodtimes, Quizzo host and shameless self promoter (which is why we get along) pitched me on a story about a guy proposing to his beloved  via Quizzo answers last night, but instead I read his post on "Bubbachuck," which is what AI was called back in Virginia. Kid threw up some shots even back then.

Goodtimes was playing in the Boo Williams summer league, starting on the bench, and was asked to be the next guy to try to defend the teen-aged Iverson.

I won't spoil his accidental glory. But it's vivid.

Jason
Posted 09/21/2005 12:37:03 PM
I started a triple play.  With 5 brothers, 3 older, I was the first one to be a major part in a triple play, which made me extremely proud :)  It was little leagues with the pitching machine, I was on the mound (to catch balls back from the catcher), first and second, no outs.  Hit came to me, line drive, I caught it, turned to second and just threw it, he caught it, tagged the base, and threw it to first.  Inning over.  Kids that young tend to run whenever the ball is hit... we were 7 or 8...

My one older brother has played against big names like Marc Jackson, Rasheed Wallace, and Adonal Foyle, back in the 1993 era.

He's listed on this page : http://www.tedsilary.com/BB1993recap.htm

Check that first team All-City... sheesh.
Daniel Rubin
Posted 09/21/2005 04:24:32 PM
congrats. but i think i'd rather read of stories of flubbed glory, too.

anyone?
Jason
Posted 09/21/2005 04:36:14 PM
sorry, i have no stories like that, i always excelled at everything ;-)
Jason
Posted 09/22/2005 10:16:49 AM
Alright, I'll entertain...  6th grade, Football.  I was DE on the right side.  I was not tall, like 5'5" or so.  The quarterback seemed to be 8 feet tall.  The snap, I got through the line, the QB was going through his rotations and saw me, so he ran back.  He ran almost to the sideline, our sideline, where all of my classmates were watching.  I was the only one back, with no blockers in front of me, I pursued.  About 5 feet away, I start thinking, "I'm going Pro if I tackle this guy".  Go to put on the tackle, and before I start to dive I get a stiffarm right in the helmet and go down on my face.  To this day I still am not a professional football player.  It didn't earn me any nicknames, thank God :)
Daniel Rubin
Posted 09/22/2005 10:25:22 AM
Ok, Jason. Thank You. That feels better now, doesn't it. These things are good to talk about. Now, about my first Battle of the Bands, when I realized that the good sound system meant everyone would realize I couldn't remember the lyrics to anything.....
Jason
Posted 09/22/2005 10:49:45 AM
Believe me, I am the first one to make fun of myself :)  I would have sooner but I had to go home and watch the Phillies yesterday.

About forgetting lyrics, I can imagine.  Just over a month ago, I played in this bar, but it was my little brother's band, and he didn't have enough songs to fill his 4 hour set, so I brought some.  To settle my nerves, and to just have a good time since there were so many people there, I started pounding Yuenglings.

My guitar playing was perfect... I played Jimi's "Red House" to a T, and SRV's "Texas Flood" and "Pride and Joy".  But then I decided I wanted to sing (my little brother sang the two SRV songs, and we made Red House into an instrumental).

Ends by Everlast was my selection.  He has a deep voice, one that I can mimick, so it was an easy choice.  I wasn't embarassed, thanks to the alcohol, but it was awful.  I'd skip entire sentences.  If someone had not heard that song before, they had no idea what it was about and would not know that it's a good song from hearing me perform it.

It's too much fun though to let that stop me in the future :) (as painful as it may be to the patrons)
Jeff
Posted 09/22/2005 01:08:10 PM
OK, I'll admit my biggest flub.  It was 1988 and we were playing CB West in football.  To refresh some memories, at the time CB West was in the middle of a 58 game winning streak, was ranked 1 or 2 in the state and about 10th in the nation.

So, we're playing them way tougher than we ever should have, actually thinking we might have a chance to win.  So, one of our ends gets absolutley hammered and knocked out trying to catch a pass on third down.  They take him off the field and we go to line up to punt and realize "oh shoot, he's the long-snapper for punts".  Well, we panic and call timeout, and the other guy who could actually do it had already been hurt earlier in the game and couldn't do it either.  So, as we're standing there in the huddle, our coach basically asks if anybody could do it, and i said i did it in Pop Warner, but the last time was 7th grade and i was a junior at the time, so i hadn't done it in four years.

So, i end up being the guy.  I go to snap it, and was about five yards short and the punter tried to grab it and kick it anyway, he got drilled, fumbled, and CB west fell on it in the endzone for a touchdown.


Daniel Rubin
Posted 09/22/2005 01:17:16 PM
This is getting good. I'm going to have my boys read this.
johnnygoodtimes
Posted 09/22/2005 01:45:02 PM
I played on the worst little league team ever assembled.  That's not an opinion.  That is a fact.  Go ahead, search this great land of ours and try to find one that's worse.  You can't.  We lost every game by at least 15 runs.  One game in particular sticks out.  The other team came up first, and they were really swinging the bat.  Really getting some good wood on the ball, which was unfortunate, because we really struggled in the field.  To make a long story short, the inning ended two hours after it began.  They had scored 39 runs before we had recorded 3 outs.  We came up, went down 1,2,3, and the umpires called the game of darkness.  No kidding.  
Jeff
Posted 09/22/2005 01:55:30 PM
Dan,

if you have your boys read it, could you please change my "oh sxxx" in the middle of my comment to "oh shoot".

johnnygoodtimes,

I was gonna ask you if your little league had one of those 15run mercy rules, but then i realized that for one of those to kick in, the team that's losing actually has to first get three outs on the other team.

And i guess you still have to bat, just to see if you can make up those 39 runs.