Ball in the House2001

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JJ:
Every summer when school let out, we had this sandlot game of baseball. It was just sixth grade or seventh grade. It was pretty good natured. You know? Clean and fun, you know? It was just fun. There were no coaches. There's no fathers screaming at his kid like New Rockney from the bleachers. There were no parents, and no pressure, and we governed ourselves pretty civilized. But then, one day in the middle of July, we're all out there and somebody shows up with a twelve pack they nicked from their folks' fridge. It was a brand new ball game, baby. The next time, we got somebody's big brother to buy us a case. By the end of the month we had a f***ing keg on home plate. Soon we discovered we didn't need to bring balls and a bat anymore. I mean, sure it was fun, you know - but think how much fun it'd be if we were drunk, or high, or stoned. It wasn't just baseball, going to the movies, or... or watching TV, or having sex. And that's what growing up was. It just got harder and harder to have a good time.