I'm moving at the end of the month, so right now instead of posting I'm digging through a bunch of accumulated old crap. (and chauffeuring mom around after her surgery)
Anyway, I stumbled upon this old folded up piece of paper shoved between some old textbooks and thought I'd share it with you all. I can't believe I still have it. I'd forgotten about this old bet! Names and signatures have been removed for privacy.
We played a lot of horse when I was younger, though without any of the numbered variations shown at the Wikipedia link. I remember dad having to ice his knees 7+ years ago after 1-on-1's and sometimes simple games of horse. Nowadays, with his knees, back issues and his heart condition it's just not something we do anymore.
Looking back I do wish we'd made the bet for his 65th birthday instead of his 75th. If he's still around at 75 we might both be old enough to make it a laughable exhibition.
Perhaps I should see if dad wants to amend it to his 65th and we'll sign the amended copy. If we can get on some full-sized hardwood dad's got no shot the moment I step behind the 3-point line. I may have a bad wrist and can no longer palm the ball, but I've still got a shooter's touch. Then again I guess I did get that from dad. I'd bet money he's still got it too.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
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Please, do it now while you still can. You will never regret having lived life, you will only regret what you weren't able to do.
Horse can be played from a sitting position, from a trampoline, from the back of a pickup truck, any way your father can be made comfortable and enjoy his time with his son.
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