Since apparently none of you had any fun or did crazy shit in your entire lives. Too bad for you. And I will, out of respect for Julie, stay out of the women stories. Even though I'm kind of drunk and have many.
In 1988, our cougs beat who - Minnesota among others? So I'm at the bar - the new - shit - Rico's? up in N Campus heights. After the flight home from that game, Mike Utley shows up and is drinking out of a pitcher of beer. Guess when you weigh about 290 that suffices as your schooner.
Met him quite a few years later after he got paralyzed, down at that restaurant near the old Denny's. Great guy. Wife was - oops no comment Julie.
Met Jim Walden up in Harrison on Lake CDA. Met Chad Eaton at the grocery store. Forget what he was buying, but I think I bought him some beer.
Ex #2 got friendly with some mom's, etc for the FB teams. Maybe Hilinski's mom? She had some Coug FB players out to my former country house shooting my former guns. Bitch.
Allright. Enough for tonight. If ANYONE has any fun Coug stories feel free to contribute.
Hey, just because some of us haven't shared crazy stories, doesn't mean that we haven't experienced them.
I don't have a FUN Coug stories, but I do have some crazy stuff that I have done.
I stuck forks in plug ins when was little.
Threw Water on record player when little to see what would happen.
After parents told me to not jump on bed, I jumped on bed and lost balance, felk into window, where head, neck went thru window, where father had to surgically remove me from window without me getting cut by window to shreds.
After being told not to run in house, I ran in house tripped, fell into SHARP corner of sewing table that almost poked my eye out.
When told to check in with parents while riding bike, I rode my bike on dirt bike trails, for hours, on a 100+ degree day in summer, where I almost got, had a beatstroke, and would have if I had not thought of taking shade, resting under a desert sage bush, for hours before riding bike home. I could have died that day.
Me and a friend walked across the frozen lake as a shortcut walking to junior high school. Friend almost fell in ice after ice cracked under us. Found out later that a boy later did same thing, later, and ice cracked, kid fell in, drowned.
Me and friends played capture the flag, and I tripped, fell into a pile of sharp glass, that cut my wrist open deeply.
Me and friends set up a bike jumping ramp on, extending our over a 13 foot deep bike, skate bowls, and then jumped our bikes off ramp into the bowl, where we were about 17 feet in the air from the bottom of ground in bottom of bowl. At least 1 kid crashed, broke a hand, or arm or leg, after the rest of us did our jumps successfully.
It's a miracle that I have lived as long as I have, as I should have been dead about 150 times over, by the time I was 18.
Some stories I find interesting, funny to me.
My Dad and Me went camping to lake Wenatchee National Forest campgrounds. At Night, while in CAMPER VAN, we hit a black bear on the road that couldn't see until to late to avoid hitting it. After hitting the poor bear, it ended up on, against the van windshield, scaring me to death. Dad Slammed on breaks. Poor bear went flying off the windshield, van nose, and ran away after it hit the ground.
Me and some friends, kids, when I was 16, went crab fishing at Dungeoness Flats beach in Port Angeles, in Western WA. Used a fishing pole with crab bait. Caught a Dogfish. After it was reeled in, we were talking about how to get the hook out of the Dogfish mouth(didn't have the fishing gear to do that and were worried about Dogfishes sharp teeth). After a while one of the kids, boys, grabbed a stick, clubbed it to death, grabbed a rock to cut the line, and threw it back in.
My father never ever shared any Coug stories, whether fun or not, that he may have experienced during his about 6 to 8 to 10 years he spent at WSU becoming a math teacher, and getting his teaching certificate renewed, recertified. He taught math for 23 years at Frontier Junior Highschool, in Moses Lake and retired about 3 years before Barry Loukaitis shot up, Frontier Junior High School, in about 1994,95,96.