Appleby College
Life Goes On… (continued)
NOTE: It’s been a long time
since I attended Appleby (1959), my memory might be a little hazy. If you see
something lacking, or something incorrect, feel free to let me know where I
went wrong.
Soccer
At this point in my life, I was quite clumsy. It turned out
that soccer was not my game! Again, like hockey, I was relegated to being the “goalie”.
Likely not a “great” choice for the team! It was, at best, healthy exercise, and
I did enjoy the fresh air. So much for my soccer experience!
Football
Football can be a dangerous sport. At least, it was for me!
I wasn’t the “quarterback”, or the “running back”. I was, as you might expect,
the “centre”! The problem was, I was a “chicken”. I hated being “crushed” by
the opposite team. I tended to get nervous just before the “snap”. This was
especially true if one of the opposite players was the “TRUCK DRIVER”, Don
Wilson! To say that he was big and strong, would be an understatement. I wasn’t
the only one who was nervous when he was playing. He can by his nick name
honest. He was not only big and strong, but his father owned Wilson Transport. If Don hit you, it was like being hit by a (you guessed it!) a Mack
TRUCK! Honestly, football wasn’t my game.
(to be continued)
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