Out door games we played.

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All the regular sports. A few, not nearly all.
The favorites.....
Baseball in Chi was either hardball or 16" Clincher softball, which aren't so soft new. Half way through the game ya' needed a new ball.
Fast pitching (rubber ball the size of a hard ball) with the strike zone drawn on walls. Usually 2 on a side but a lot of times 1 per side.
Fence. Divided into 2 teams and ya' had to make it to the opposite school yard fence without being tagged by the opposition. If tagged you played for the opposition till all were caught.
Ditch. Another 2 team thing covering a city block or less after dark. You could hide anywhere ya' dared except inside of something. There was one kid we could never find and always had to call him in. He finally told us his spot. An alley telephone pole above the street light and phone lines but below the electric.
Fishing and smelting on the lake by Meigs Field and Planetarium.
A lot of biking. Lol, Something one never forgets. It wasn't too long after I becoming over confident on two wheels that I T-boned a man's car door while he was west bound on 35th st. I came pretty close that day!
66fyssh said:
Oh yeah, loved making choppers. We would saw off a old pair of forks and have them welded on to the good forks, bam, instant chopper!!
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What? Welded? We just banged them on and hoped for the best!
I built my first 10 speed out of old used scrounged parts and 26" frame I pulled from someones garbage. Sold it for 10 bucks when I got mt first car.
 
Baseball cards clothes line clipped to your bike. Flying a kite, .10c for 500 ft of string, .25c for the kite then make the tail for the weather conditions. Crab apple fights. Dang I want to go back!.
 
Daves69 said:
What? Welded? We just banged them on and hoped for the best
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There was a small, 3 or 4 person, machine shop up the street from my house that would do them cheap.

When I was twelve our flag holder broke. I told my dad I needed 5 bucks to get a new one. Went to the same shop and told them what I wanted to do. They made one from pipe welded at an angle to a flat piece. It's probably still on the side of the house!!!
 
"Whisper Down The Lane". I still play it. I drive a school bus and it's one of the things we (aide and I) do to kill time when needed.
 
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In p.e. in school used to play red Rover. Recess we played a game(can't remember name, ll)kicked a ball over a small building and if someone on the other team caught it, they ran around the building and threw it at someone and if it got them they were out. From about age ten to fourteen I had a Yamaha trials minibike, lived in the country. I would grab my fishing pole and ride over to the neighbors and we would spend the day fishing, or riding gravel roads. Wasn't allowed to ride on the highway but could ride in the ditch. A couple times I was allowed to ride into town for swimming lessons. The town was only a couple hundred people.
 
We explored caves ,had mud fights in the river, rode dirt bikes, we used to camp out and sneak out on the highway at night on our dirt bikes and ride all over the county.
 
Funny story about sneaking out on a dirt bike.

When I was 14, I had a Yamaha 125. I rode it through the fields to get to a friend's house to go riding together and have a sleepover so we could ride more the next day.

After the sun went down we decide to ride down to the main rode to get sodas out of a soda machine. It was probably one mile. So, were at the soda machine and a cop drives past. We jump on our bikes and down the road we go. He knew the road since he lived there...me, not so much.

My buddy makes it around a sharp curve, I went off the road and down the bank laying the bike down. I jump up to start it and it was flooded. Before too long the cop comes pulling up. Called my parents.

I had to go to court and my father told the judge "the bike has been sold and he's not getting another while he lives under my roof."

Oh to be young!!
 
Game called buck, buck ..First guy would stand with his back against a telephone pole and the maybe 5/6 guys would be bent over in a row head to *** ( yeah sounds strange ) and the other team would run up and jump on the back of the closest guy to the guy at the pole. Guys would have to hold up the guys on their back. Can't believe I found this picture on line. Some guys could jump to the front and bang some heads. Didn't think of this in a while. :)

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66fyssh said:
Funny story about sneaking out on a dirt bike.

When I was 14, I had a Yamaha 125. I rode it through the fields to get to a friend's house to go riding together and have a sleepover so we could ride more the next day.

After the sun went down we decide to ride down to the main rode to get sodas out of a soda machine. It was probably one mile. So, were at the soda machine and a cop drives past. We jump on our bikes and down the road we go. He knew the road since he lived there...me, not so much.

My buddy makes it around a sharp curve, I went off the road and down the bank laying the bike down. I jump up to start it and it was flooded. Before too long the cop comes pulling up. Called my parents.

I had to go to court and my father told the judge "the bike has been sold and he's not getting another while he lives under my roof."

Oh to be young!!
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Good for your Dad! Sounds like something mine would've done. Um, I can't seem to remember any specifics right now...:rolleyes:
 
SpeedThrills said:
Good for your Dad! Sounds like something mine would've done. Um, I can't seem to remember any specifics right now...:rolleyes:
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Yeah, he was firm, but fair. He was a great provider and all around good dad.

Once I got my license he told me not to bother calling home if I end up in jail. It was a good deterrent!!

When you have a moment, tell us your story!!!!
 
gdrill said:
Nikki nikki nine doors.

Little jerks we were. Knock on someones door late and run away!

Raiding gardens.

We always knew who had the best peas, carrots and raspberries.

Then there were the harmless ones.

Kick the can, hide and seek, tag etc.

Yes, it amazing how times have changed. Kids are “too cool” to have real fun now. Its sad really.
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We did that too! We called it" Ring and Run"
 
Slamming into each other with Big Wheels, chasing each other on our bikes, hanging onto the backs of 18-wheelers and the first guy to let go loses, capture the flag at night in camo on an abandoned and overgrown golf course...till the Miami PD broke it up, then drag racing on Krome Ave.
 
Hanging onto backs of cars in snow we called (Mushing)
My buddy got a Rupp Mini bike. His father worked for B&M Railroad. We charted some tracks to get from Ma. to NH. We made there and almost back when a train sneaked up along side us an blew it's horn. My buddy shot off the embankment into a huge patch of thorn bushes. Besides getting ourselves out we had to get the bike which went further in than we did. What a mess we were. lol
 
Kendog 170 said:
Hanging onto backs of cars in snow we called (Mushing)
My buddy got a Rupp Mini bike. His father worked for B&M Railroad. We charted some tracks to get from Ma. to NH. We made there and almost back when a train sneaked up along side us an blew it's horn. My buddy shot off the embankment into a huge patch of thorn bushes. Besides getting ourselves out we had to get the bike which went further in than we did. What a mess we were. lol
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Hanging on the backs of car and school buses bumpers which was even better, we called that skitchen!
 
Whiffle ball
Hockey
Football
Bmx bike
We had an in ground pool so tons of hours in there.
We were out until you had to come home! Which was kate. Loved playing hockey in the street at night while it was snowing. To name a few
Wish my brother could chime in , he would come up with more! Lots of stuff we shouldn't have been doing too! My brother always had thises ideas!
 
Then there are the teen years, get in the back of a truck, steal a ton of metal trash can lids on trash day. Run the truck down the road and rev the hell out of it, blow the horn, lock up the brakes and throw the covers out the back. Pretty funny every light in the neighborhood would go on!
 
Man, y'all just made me nostalgia like crazy!

Used to build the hell out of model cars and even customized them with wheels and battery operated hydraulic systems haha.
 
Mopar-Mitch said:
I spent countless hours building model cars, I miss the smell of that good old testors glue!
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But did you do it outside?

The whole model-building thing could be it's own thread...
...and it shall!

Edit...nevermind, theres a whole forum for this.
 
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halifaxhops said:
Then there are the teen years, get in the back of a truck, steal a ton of metal trash can lids on trash day. Run the truck down the road and rev the hell out of it, blow the horn, lock up the brakes and throw the covers out the back. Pretty funny every light in the neighborhood would go on!
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Teenage years
Riding around the neighborhood on dirt bikes, playing tag in are cars! And of course fixing both cars and dirt bikes!
 
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