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My little league baseball coach was a corkball guy....we loved to go to those pits with him. He also kept a gallon pail of bottlecaps in his garage, the kind with the cork inside, and different lengths of broom handles. We played caps for hours and hours as kids. My right shoulder has been a mess for years.....and I know exactly why.

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My best friends family owned a bar and grocery store on the corner up the street. We had a never ending supply of caps and handles from old mops at the store. Bottle caps was almost a religion in our neighborhood. When we got older we came up with a couple cork balls and bats and used to play in the summer in the daytime. Both bottle caps and cork ball were fun for us. We also played quoits with washers and holes in the ground. Forerunner of todays washers. And bottle caps was a great way to throw your arm out.

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I love these accounts of how it was. And, yes, my buddy's shoulder is out.

I imagine most sports are the same now, but my when my husband coached, he'd buy those kids beer for after the game, like your coach would do things with you. Today, in the OJHL, even if your kid wanted to attend a non-approved power-skating course during the summer, the league has to release them to do so, and they DON'T and WON'T. It's like they own these kids.

Give them washers and a pile of dirt, see what they come up with.

So, after the usual, "How ya' doin's and finding out how everybody else was, I said to my buddy, "What do you think of Binnington?"

He says, "chit, is he ever lucky, The Leafs didn't sign him!"

I spit my beer out.