I read a lot.
Matter of fact, I try to read as much as I can.
Send me an article and I read it. Recommend a good book, BAM! I’m diving into it.
Miss Monzillo would be so proud of me today (as would Mrs. Cregg; she used to own the BookShelf on Windsor Place).
Not sure if I have ever read a story like this.
I can’t even begin to explain this. I’ll let you decide.
And you better read this…
Growing up in the neighborhood we played every sport known to mankind. Well I didn’t swim, play hockey, soccer or tennis. But I knew a lot of kids that did play those sports. We stayed busy.
Baseball in the summer, cross-country in the fall, basketball and football in the winter and whiffle ball, punch ball and we ran track in the spring. We squeezed in stickball and off the point often.
When we played football it was two-hand touch but when it snowed we played rough tackle on ninth avenue. WITHOUT EQUIPMENT!
Charlie Alberti was a beast in baseball and basketball. Those two sports were the most popular when it came to the guys I watched growing up.
Detroit Press sports writer Mick McCabe recently wrote about the benefits of playing multiple sports and he also touches on “specialization.”
If you grew up in the neighborhood you played more than one sport.
I don’t remember having a trainer for a particular sport. No one pushed you or pressured you either.
“Go outside and play,” was what my mother often said. Here’s a quote from the article above.
“Specialization leads to playing the sport year-round. That means not only an increase in risk factors for traumatic injuries, but a sky-high increase in overuse injuries. Almost half of sports injuries in adolescents stem from overuse.”
Yo Gerard Trapp, did you have a shooting coach when you were in high school? By the way GT, I recall you being a pretty good Tennis player…
A good friend once told me that his speed and agility drills was dodging punches from his father and running from him.
I’ve been out of Brooklyn for seventeen years (I still can’t believe it’s been that long).
When my wife and I left in the Spring of 1996, we were fed up with the rising cost of living in Brooklyn.
This article from the New York Times gives us a run down on other people who can’t afford it either.
“Brooklyn has become unaffordable,” said Victoria Hagman, the broker-owner of the Realty Collective, founded in 2005. “For normal, middle-class people with good credit, we used to be able to say, ‘We can find you something.’ ” Now, even in once working-class areas like Windsor Terrace, Kensington, Crown Heights and Bedford-Stuyvesant, she said, “people are priced out of purchasing and landlords are asking egregious numbers.”
It’s ready to go down.
They’re choosin’ up sides. I know, kids today are clueless at that concept.
Love the theme: “End the summer of 2014 with a big hit!”
Holy Name’s Family BBQ. Stickball Game/Reunion.
One of these days Alice…I’m going to get back to the neighborhood for a reunion.
Proceeds support Holy Name (Hooley told me that…)
Sponsored by Farrell’s. Greatest bar in the history of mankind.
Saturday September 20, 2014
Entrance to Prospect Park. Right by what Denis Hamill calls the Totem Poles. We called it, “Monument.”
You know, across from Sanders. I mean The Pavilion. Or, across from Lefrak. By the circle.
BBQ at 1:00 over in the yard at Holy Name.
After the game head across the avenue to the yard.
Donations: Adults $25. Ages 6-16 $10. Under 6 – free
Sign up at Farrell’s, Holy Name Rectory or St. Joseph Catholic Academy (Damn that was hard to type…)
Chips on the ball…
“Nurture your mind with great thoughts for you will never go any higher than you think.”
Raising awareness for ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease)
The Ice Bucket Challenge.