Heh, yep...we’d do it with rotten fruit off the ground, acorns, etc...always with the “El Tiante” to warn somebody they’re about to get nailed.
Hahahahaha...just seeing that name "Luis Tiant" brought back so many good memories...being in Navy Boot Camp...coming home in the late summer of 76 on leave, walking along some railroad tracks with ten or so people from the CYO band I had left (with my best friend) to join the Navy at the end of the previous summer, on our way to jump off a rope swing into the Hopkington Reservoir. Hahaha...all of us thin as whips, long hair (except for me-I was in the Navy, about eight months into the fleet, home on leave) and hanging around with all of our best friends the entire week.
This was me wearing my ever present leather hat, which is how my friends knew me:
Then, a month later, I was here:
Yes. The 1970's were, for me, a time when the world was indeed my oyster. It was a good time.
And just hearing that name: "Luis Tiant" brought all of that back to me in a rush. How I loved that time and those people...:)