Danger Ball
by Curtis Wiggins
Several years ago my wife and I lived in a small town where there wasn't a lot to do on a Saturday night. A good friend or ours would come over to the house, and we would all sit around and drink beer and think of new ways to amuse ourselves. On occasion we would invent new sports. My favorite was a creation we called "Danger Ball". Danger Ball was a simple game, all you needed was a baseball, a dark night, and a large backyard. It helped if you had been sitting around drinking beer before playing, but that part is optional. The game works like this: you go outside on a dark night, and toss the baseball straight up into the air as high as you can... then try to catch it. You can keep score if you like, but the fun part was simply trying not to get yourself conked in the head when you lost sight the ball. Ah, good times...
My wife sent me an email the other day, about a story she heard on radio while listening to Paul Harvey. This was the full text of her message:
"Just heard a story about a man playing 'Danger Brick', sounded very similar to 'Danger Ball'... except with a brick. He was found the next morning laying unconscious in his yard."
