Friday, April 20, 2007

Twistage- its not a word but it should be!

My best friend, Tom, and I loved extreme sports. When we went skiing we would get as high up the mountain as we could and race back down hitting as many jumps as possible and trying to knock each other down. We did not play hockey much because we would always break our sticks, usually on each other. Most people view skiing or hockey and extreme, but we felt those types of sports as too passive. To satisfy our craving for extreme we would take a mundane sport and twist it until it became an extreme full contact sport.

Cycling was the first sport that we twisted, because we were always riding our bikes. At first we were content with riding through treacherous animal trails in the forest, jumping across gullies and jumping into any body of water we could find. We soon grew disinterested with these measures, so we added a little more physical contact. While riding we would try to try to knock the other person off their bike by hitting each other with plastic bats. We had a lot of with our bike gauntlet, but were unable to continue due to complications with my bike. (I detailed this incident in an earlier post)

Rollerblading was our second choice for our unwholesome desire for extreme sports. Our first step was to remove those bothersome and worthless brakes…who needs brakes anyways. We would use a rope and street surf using a bicycle or a car to put the rope. This activity did not last long because we always got in trouble with parents and the occasional cop. We invented a game called “Who stops first,” which consisted of racing down steep hills and whoever ran into something or ate pavement first lost and remember we removed the brakes. Once while racing, Tom did not time his jump right and collided with the curb. I was a little ways behind him and at 35 mph I was going too fast to miss him, so I had to run into a fence to keep from running over my best friend.

We have enhanced many sports, some were great and others were disastrous. Many of my posts will be different sports that we improved. For example: BB gun tag. I recently heard of a more extreme version called taser tag. I would never think of doing that now, but when I was younger we would rushed out to buy some.

Stay turned until next time when I talk about when we decided to start smoking, and do not worry it is funnier then it sounds.

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