Then came freshman high school gym. That sucked. One day, in late September, the gym was full of tables. The coaches from each team were there. I learned that if you got on any varsity team you did not have to go to gym. That would be sweet. No gym! But who would have me? Not one of those ball sports, they all had try-outs; forgetaboutit..
Then I got to the Track Coach.
"What do I gotta do to get on the team?"
"Ya just gotta show up, kid."
"Dat, I can do!" Ya see, in track, unlike most other sports, if you are not the best you don't hurt the team. There was no ball to drop. In track, teams compete with their fastest runners. All the rest a listed as "also ran".
As a sprinter I embarrassed myself, but no mater how long the race I finished. So, I was a distance runner. In 4 years of track I never scored in a race. However, I gained the respect and friendship of my teammates, because I ran as fast and as far as I could.
Now fast forward 36 years from my freshman year at Sheepshead Bay High School.
|There are some jocks back at Sheepshead that really deserve a knock in the head with this piece of wood. I might even go back to Shellbank to whack some people.|
Who would think that I would ever be honored for my athletic ability? But I had a crazy 2012
In early may I ran the Jersey Shore Marathon.
The best thing about the Prospect Park Awards Shindig was that my kids were there to see me get this. Heck, they didn't even know I was Vice President of the club.
and to this day, running has brought me my best friendships