Taking superstars down a peg is what makes HS bearable. A few years after I graduated Tim Thomas (Paterson Catholic, NBA 1st rd pick) played our HS and the scores were like 90-30. He could've played with one arm tied behind his back.
Wow. I loved every school I attended, high school most of all. Having superstars at the HS level --being that school everyone wants to beat-- is even cooler. My HS won the state title in its final two years of existence. Wouldn't have happened without the one guy who'll probably be in the NBA one day. Better that than "we beat the eventual state champions in a regular season game" all day.
Of course, I forgot to mention that we had a player who was playing varsity as a 7th grader. He eventually played for University of Louisville and a season for the Phoenix Suns. He went to play overseas for most of his career. He was super strong. He took the rim off the backboard once his freshman or sophomore year. * He was one of those kids who grew all at once over the summer. He looked like he could get away with buying beer at 15 years old. *I forgot to mention that he was poached by another local school I ended playing soccer for in high school. That school had a reputation for having gifted athletes fall into their lap.
I've never felt more sorry for players getting the shit knocked out of them as I did seeing Ironhead Heyward run for Passaic High. Full grown man by time he got to HS with a head that probably didnt need a helmet. He also made Brian Bosworth break down and cry. When he was on the Saints, they called the same play like 5 times in a row to Boz's side with Ironhead lead blocking.
For your time killing pleasure . . . Though this would be better on Monday morning than friday night at 8 https://www.basketball-reference.com/friv/high_schools.fcgi Where the pros went to high school, state by state, alphabetical by player, not city or school. Still... https://www.basketball-reference.com/friv/colleges.fcgi Where pros went to college, by college. Seems to default to Virginia. My college has one pro. He played 8 games for the Waterloo Hawks, who folded in 1951 and are thus unrelated to the current team in Atlanta, though their precursor was alive and well in Moline, Illinois as the Tri-City Blackhawks.
Here's a site listing the programs whose players have been to the Super Bowl, in reverse order. https://247sports.com/ContentGaller...r-Bowl-Players-Ranked-142641396/#142641396_49 The U is #1. We're talking about a program that was worthless until almost 40 years ago, on top of programs that have been around for a century or more, I guess. They had a 10-15 year deficit to make up. I expected Alabama to be #1, but I think they're at #6 or something (I saw this a few weeks ago, and didn't really look at it again when I linked it). Those skill positions really hurt them until the last couple of decades.
My high school won the state AA basketball title my senior year. The guy largely responsible went on to Navy where he broke scoring records. Of course soon after those records were broken by David Robinson.
I think he is: Eddie Sutton was a fascinating and complicated person. He also was an unbelievable teacher of the game of basketball. I was fortunate and lucky to have learned from him. Grateful.Hall. Of. Famer. Thanks, Coach Ed. Rest.🏀🌎❤️🖤 pic.twitter.com/bfIk7fm1xd— Rex Chapman🏇🏼 (@RexChapman) May 24, 2020
Speaking basketball, my high school boys team sucked. The girls team, they were okay. But the year after I graduated, they had two players over 6 feet. One was fairly good, the other was just so much taller than everybody else she was intimidating. And they had a pretty good point guard. They probably would have made the state semifinals or even the finals, but they had Morningside High, which still had a couple of brilliant players from the Lisa Leslie era. My school lost by 2 points in the last 10 seconds of the game. At least that is how I remember it. It might have been the opportunity to play Morningside.
My school won a girls bball title my 10th grade year. It was the first state title in the school's history.
Made the mistake of taking Ringo to the beach after my shower. A nice light breeze helped dry my hair. Glance in the mirror when I arrived home. Woah! I need a DeLorean.
My trip to Lake of the Ozarks was beautiful. At one point my younger brother, two childhood friends, I rowed out to the middle of a lake at night to watch a meteor shower. It was a really a great experience. We went down there, thanks to one of my friends parents willing to drive us down, as long as we chipped in on gas and rented the cabin above them. The first night our friends mom came up and told us to turn on the local news cause a local killer escaped from jail, and was on the loose. We all laughed until she turned the channel to the news.
That's pretty good. The highlight of our first Oquawka trip was a circus elephant getting struck by lightning & the circus bugging out and leaving the dead elephant. We didn't get to go to the circus, and we were really pissed that we couldn't see the dead elephant. Holy crap: it's on the town's wiki page... https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oquawka,_Illinois On July 17, 1972, the circus was in town. The main attraction of the Clark & Walter Circus was a 29-year-old elephant named Norma Jean. History records little of her background, except that she was born in the U.S. She was an Asian elephant, which have smaller ears and bodies than the African variety, and weighed 6,500 pounds. As nightfall approached, head elephant caretaker "Possum Red" tethered Norma Jean to a tree at the village park in the center of town, using a metal chain to hook her up. Not long after, in rolled storm clouds. A bolt of lightning ripped through the sky and found Norma Jean’s tree — the only one in the park. The voltage fired through the tree, along the metal chain, and into Norma Jean. Possum Red, who was still on the scene, was thrown 30 feet by the electrical blast. Norma Jean thudded to the ground, lifeless. Possum Red and the rest of the circus scurried out of town. The following year, without its lone elephant — uninsured and worth the then-princely sum of $10,000 — the circus folded. Townsfolk used a backhoe to dig a six-foot hole, rolled the three-ton-plus pachyderm corpse into the grave and marked it with a plywood sign. After town druggist Wade Meloan had raised enough money to erect a memorial, he and a mason friend rounded up two tons of rock and cemented together a five-foot-tall wall stretching 12 feet over the grave. Atop the monument, they secured a concrete elephant statue and ringed the wall with flowers. They affixed a glass case to the wall with newspaper accounts about Norma Jean. The plaque on the wall proclaims: "Norma Jean Elephant, Aug. 10, 1942 to July 17, 1972. This memorial is dedicated in memory of an elephant named Norma Jean, who was killed by lightning at this location and lies buried here.” In retrospect, that probably wasn't a high level circus. Likely the right call was made by mom and dad.
Not quite sure why you’re telling me. Read the comments they’ve all lost or want to lose weight. I’m 6’ and 195#. I’m happy.
Since this is the OT thread.....reminds me of one of my uncles (I have six just on my mom's side) who farms and raises cattle. Storm rolled up, and the cattle decided to all huddle under a tree to try to keep the rain off. Lighting struck the tree and killed the whole lot of them. Same uncle's barn got wiped out by a tornado a few years ago, too. He's not had a particularly lucky run of it lately. A bunch of men from the Mennonite church came over and built him a new barn, though. All their help cost my uncle was some beer.
A few years back, this forum became enmeshed in an eggplant preparation discussion that I cannot find. Does someone remember the thread, or could briefly summarise what needs to be done?
salt @ microwave on paper towels? Finely dice and add to compost? Roasting or doing eggplant parmigiana? Context! Anyway, I forget. (#5609)