Members blue2blue Posted January 29, 2006 Members Share Posted January 29, 2006 OK... I'll admit. When I was a kid I made my dad put up a backboard and hoop on the garage and, obsessive-compulsive that I was (and I was seriously tweaked, today I would have been medicated to the point of slobbering int he corner, no doubt) I proceeded to drive my next door neighbors absolutely nuts (according to them). So I'm not bitching here for myself... But I'm sitting here on Sunday morning (ok, it's pm now but I've been hearing this for awhile) hearing the whumpa-whumpa-thump of some of the local youth playing ball in the street on one of those tilt-up b-ball hoops. Of course, there's the typical exclamations when someone makes or misses a shot. (I made them, too. All the more pathetic, since I was usually playing alone.) I have my windows closed (though it's a nice day) and these young men are at least a block away but I can make out a lot of their yelling... and, of course, there is the ever present whumpa-whumpa-thump. Thing is, there are beautiful, regulation, public full courts just a block or two away from where these guys are playing. The courts are well maintained, clean, and overlook a picturesque bay. If you want to get up a pick-up game, there are usually a number of fine players hanging around. But, no, these mooks block the narrow one way street in front of their folks' house, showering the neighborhood with yelps and whoops and more than the occasional obscenity, and, of course the ongoing whumpa-whumpa-thump. OK. The grumpy old hypocrite vented. It's back to work. _______________ UPDATE: Gee, one of them must have been browsing this forum on his handheld... they just stopped. Now, that's the internet in action. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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