8.09.2012

Fear The Pole Vault



I gotta admit, I fear this happening every time I watch the pole vault competition -- and I fully expect one of these days for the jagged edge of the bottom broken portion to flat out impale the guy. Gruesome thought? You bet. But I think its my duty to warn those folks over in London because once I have a dark thought, it tends to come true.  It's the only honorable thing to do.

P.S.   In Junior High in Bridgeport back in the day, the school was so bad off that we used a metal pole for the pole vault. I bet that thing was three inches in diameter, weighed a ton, and it wouldn't bend an inch. I remember us taking it to a meet in Joshua one time and some other kids saying, "Look at that thing. I'm glad our school isn't that poor."  I should have slapped that kid down right there and told him to keep a lookout for the term "Robin Hood Plan" in the future. Need to keep those one percenters in check at an early age.

Edit: We also had a cane pole. A real cane pole which was wrapped in tape from top to bottom. I have a vague memory of one legitimate pole but I think there were some strange limits on who could use it. Maybe only 8th graders?

35 comments:

Anonymous said...

Should have bought it at COSTCO, not at WalMart-Sam's.

My Other Brother Darryl

Anonymous said...

I know a guy who was impaled by a broken pole in high school. Jacked him up for life.

Anonymous said...

What happened to the poles? I was there 2 years before you and we had great equipment. Even had a fiberglass pole in 1972-73.

Anonymous said...

3 inch pole that doesn't bend an inch....

That's my idea of a good time


DF Rage

Anonymous said...

This exact same thing happened to Billy Jack Breeze during the Bridgeport Relays track meet back in '72(I think). He ran down the runway, planted the pole and was just starting to elevate when the pole snapped. He back flipped into the landing pit just like this guy did.

The aluminum pole you are talking about has been around since at least 1972, and it was kind of dinged up even then.

Double Fake Coach Max Moore

Anonymous said...

I don't think Max came to Bridgeport until 1973.

Anonymous said...

I should have slapped that kid down right there,
But you didn't because you knew you'd get your skinny little ass whipped!

Anonymous said...

cough cough...bullshiate!

Anonymous said...

It may have been '73. Bridgeport had 3 people qualify for the regional meet that year. Billy Jack in the pole vault(we got a new pole after he broke the old one), Don Eubanks in the discus and/or shot put and me.

We drove down to Arlington for the regional meet in one of the coaches station wagons, I can't remember which one. We had the vaulting poles tied on to the side of the car. We were lookin' cooooooooooooooountry!!!

Anonymous said...

All pole vault breaks would stop if the lady from Rhome would quit sending her kid to play football in Decatur. Everytime that kid has a two a day, a pole somewhere breaks.

Anonymous said...

When I was in Jr. High around '70, I remember these things"

The old Northwest High track had 4 90 Degree turns, not 2 180 turns.

I remember we used a hard black rubber discus for practice. We saved the "good" discus for the meets. One day at practice the coach let us use the "good" discus in practice. Kent D. took a throw. He pulled it to the left, just a little, into a grove of trees south of the Jr. high. He caught one solid, left a huge gash in the tree and screwed up the discus so bad we couldn't use it anymore.

The west side of the track at the Jr. high was considerably higher than the east side. You ran down hill on the curve at the south end and up hill on the curve on the north end.

Then there was the tire dragging drill, where we had rope harnesses tied to old tires that we would drag around the track. One of the tires was a steel belted radial that weighed substantially more than the rest of the tires. Everyone did their best to avoid that one.

And then there was the time where we had our first track meet ever on an all-weather track. It was at Coppell High School. One of the guys that ran the 220 yard dash didn't get the word that he needed to change out his long spikes for the shorter nub-like spikes you use on an all-weather track. He finished dead last in his heat and couldn't figure out why. We walked him out to the track and showed him the lane he had run in. You could see where he had taken every step because the long spikes had penetrated the surface and with each stride, the spikes on his shoes pulled up a little piece of the track.

Ah yes......good times.

Anonymous said...

Early seventies were the good old days in Bridgeport. It was so cool to be a teenager back then. Now there is too much to worry about. Thanks God for aging.

Anonymous said...

REMEMBER THE WATER TOWER!!!

Anonymous said...

Gordon Keith repeat 6:34 AM 1310

Anonymous said...

"I remember us taking it to a meet in Joshua one time and some other kids saying, "Look at that thing. I'm glad our school isn't that poor." I should have slapped that kid down right there and told him to keep a lookout for the term "Robin Hood Plan" in the future. Need to keep those one percenters in check at an early age."

Hilarious comments like this are why I keep coming back to this specific blog even when people constantly talk badly of Rhome/Chico/"Alvoyd"/Boyd/Newark, and women who are not actually always "fat." There should be a rule where if you post that someone is fat and their BMI etc., I want to see a picture of YOUR dumba$$ from your 1967 yearbook or whatever, and also from today. Because I wil show a picture of myself 20 years ago and now any time.

In general people in WC who tear down others are obviiii lacking something in their own lives, and often never left the area, so this is all they know. There is nothing wrong with that at all. Learning to deal with a$$holes is just a part of life, and I feel sadness for the town of ALVORD in light of the various recent tragedies. If anyone can explain why it is said "Alvoyd" instead of "Alvord," I am open minded to hearing that explanation. I have been searching for it since 1989.

So thank you, Barry, for being hilarious, and to anyone who has rude s//t to say back to me... Eat a giant bag of d//ks in advance I bet you are overall AMAZINGGG catches, right? Riiight (sarcasm).

Glad I left this area for a long while so I can now return with age and accept and appreciate the entire county for what it is. I am proud to live and work here, so if people don't like it, MOVE! Get your a$$e$ to the city if you think it's so much better over there. It's a very simple concept.

Signed,
College-Educated Non-Trailer-Park Resident of Rhome
Native Wise Countian
35 YOA
BMI FULLY within Range, THANKS

Anonymous said...

"I have a vague memory of one legitimate pole but I think there were some strange limits on who could use it."

You've seen so many poles that your memory of this particular one is vague?

Anonymous said...

12:50

Hmmmmmmm.....there were only 2 people that lived outside the trailer park in Rhome...which one are you?

Anonymous said...

12:50=Barry?

Or some other moron?

Anonymous said...

12:50, Being from WC, I only have a small bag of d//ks on which to dine. Whatever shall I do?

Oh, and it is Alvoid, not Alvoyd.

I am convinced that people tearing each other down in WC is just our favorite county pasttime, but I can tell you from my travels it is just about the same in every small county in America. Old families vs. move ins, Old money vs. new money, town gossip, etc.

College-Educated, Non-Trailer Park Resident of North Decatur.
Native Wise Countian
36 YOA
BMI says I'm obese, but I have 8-10% body fat.

Anonymous said...

Head-Start and College are the same place right?

Have you seen my baseball???

DF College-Educated Non-Trailer-Park Resident of Rhome
Native Wise Countian
35 YOA
BMI FULLY within Range

Anonymous said...

12:50 - You and I have a few things in common. Thanks for your comments. (Seriously.)

Anonymous said...

1:11

12:50 isn't Barry for sure. His only association with Rhome is speeding tickets and the last time he saw 35 it was on a sign along side the interstate, with a big "I" in front of it and a big "W" behind it.

Now there WAS a family trailer out at the lake though.

Anonymous said...

1:40 here.....nahhhh just kidding. You're an idiot.

Anonymous said...

Pole Vault Pit at BMS was a hole in the ground with some foam padding pieces cut up in some type of net bag in it to break your fall.

Anonymous said...

Another proud Wise County resident that has traveled the globe and now returned. In my travels I discovered that not only is the negativity the same in other counties, it is usually significantly worse. This blog makes my day every day, and for that I thank you BG.

Chico Graduate-College Educated-Non-Trailer Park Living Rhome Resident.
BMI-could be better, 13%

Anonymous said...

2:11, you're brilliant.

Anonymous said...

2:12

Wow...you had padding. We just landed on the ground. If we got hurt, we would just rub some dirt on us and get back in line.

Between us and the high jumpers, we rubbed a lot of dirt...a lot of dirt.

Anonymous said...

"Get up you yard ape, you are killing the grass".

Coach V. M. Hill

The good ole' days.

Bridgeport graduate-College educated, 53 YOA, still in Wise County and loving it. Been here since '63.

Sean Elliott's Dirty Dead Kidney said...

Elmer Wayne, is that you posting anonymously?

Anonymous said...

4:25

Just one thing...you forgot the "uh" Coach Hill would add to end of his sentences....lol

Other than that...you were right on...uh

Anonymous said...

Coach Moore could hold more chewing tobacco spit in his mouth than any human being I've ever seen.

Anonymous said...

Love a good rigid pole story.

Anonymous said...

You seem to "fear " a lot of things. You have fallen right in line with the wussification of America.

Damn good thing the woman you married doesn't have boys.

Anonymous said...

12:50 is the guy who lives off 2264 in the double wide. It's Rhome, but higher class because it's outside the city limits.

Anonymous said...

35, college educated, and live in Rhome? Is it low self esteem night at Frillys????