I once through a snowball at my big brother's '58 Ford Pickup. It was late, and he had pissed me off in some way (Something trivial more than likely, but as a kid it didn't seem so!!!
). We (Me and my friends, all around thirteen) were roaming the streets and we saw his truck rolling up the street. So I packed perhaps the hardest snowball of my life and prepared to throw...
As I let loose with the diamond-hard snowball, I thought of the grim satisfaction it would bring met as it thunked against his shiny pickup truck. But it was not meant to be. As the snowball glittered in the near darkness, I saw it pass between the top of the truck and the window, which was rolled down slightly. It was beautiful. It was magical. It also hit my brother's girlfriend right in the face.
Greg Maddux couldn't have done THAT!!!!
But somehow I did!!!
The next few moments passed very quickly as the truck slid to a halt on the icy street, and my brother emerged from the truck. My brother is a pretty big guy (6'7 225, little on the skinny side but big) and was going to kill whoever had thrown that snowball.
So we did what any pack of 13 year olds would do in a situation like this, we ran
.
My house was only six blocks away from the scene of the crime, and we had honestly thought that we could make it. But my brother had jumped into his truck and roared after us. We were only a block away from safety when he nearly ran us down in his truck. So I ducked down a side street and ran for my life. My brother caught one of my friends and my "friend" instantly squealed.
To make a long story short, I didn't come home that night, and nearly froze to death before sneaking into my garage at 0430. My Mom found me asleep in the back seat of her car, and probably saved my skin by having a family conference at that moment. She didn't save me from an A$$whipping though, as my brother caught me on the way home from school the next day...
His girlfriend sustained a bloody nose and a chomped thru lip. Also a burn on her leg from her cigarrete (Which had fallen from her lips after I had hit paydirt
)
She was quickly out of my brother's life after that, and we (Me and my brother) always have a good laugh over that little incident.
His former girlfriend is never amused by my presence, and one night in the local bar, her husband (A real jerkoff) threatened me over the incident, which was almost ten years old by then...
That is the story of one lousy snowball!!!
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I'm so tired of being tired... Sure as night will follow day... Most things I worry about, never happen anyway...
