Good post.
I remember spending a lot of time in my youth playing what was called murderball. Basically rugby with no rules whatsoever; just hold onto the ball for as long as you can and taunt the other “players” for not being able to take it away from you. Keep playing until everyone is physically exhausted. It was good traing for life’s challenges. lol
I LOVED dodgeball! Never got hurt so badly that I couldn’t pick myself up, dust myself off and start all over again. And I am a girl ; )
We called that game “Smear the Queer”. I don’t know why.
What we called "murderball" could just as easily have been called "firing squad." A bunch of us lined up against the wall and weren't allowd to move, while another player whipped a soccer ball at us.