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Fonz moments
I wandered down to Tesco earlier, a gang of teenagers were hanging around outside, their football comes sailing towards me and I booted it straight back to them without so much as breaking my stride. For a couple of seconds I felt like The Fonz.
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Have you ever had a Fonz moment? Like when something falls off a desk and you manage to catch it effortlessly, or fix a broken computer just by tapping it?
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Have you ever had a Fonz moment? Like when something falls off a desk and you manage to catch it effortlessly, or fix a broken computer just by tapping it?
The comp.sys.sinclair crap games competition 2015
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Last time some fellas shouted at me to kick their ball back I unconvincingly pretended not to hear them :-)
Take last year for example. Walking along by the beach and a beachball floats over a small fence and onto the pavement in front of me. My quick thinking saw me give the ball a light touch. I watched in slow motion as it bounced up into the air the wrong way, over a waist high wall on my right and into a road full of traffic. BANG! And I was down the cost of a new ball :))
I was utterly crap at football as a kid, but my ball skills (f'nar) seem to be a lot better now I've got older.
Bonus Fonz points for having an Ayyyyyyy! moment in the pub. All I ever seem to do is spill pints and upset big burly blokes by looking at their "birds".
And then you got into your mini and drove away muttering to yourself :))
I've probably had more 'Bean' moments than 'Fonz', but one 'good' moment was back in secondary school when I was I was about 12 and me and some mates were playing football on the grass at break time. Another lad came along from another group and started trying to stop our game. I complained and, because he fancied himself as a bit of a martial arts guy, he came up to me and started doing all these moves (complete with Bruce Lee squawks!) right in my face. He lunged at me and, without thinking (I had no fighting skillz), I crouched down and did a perfect leg sweep, landed him on his back, winding him badly. We got on with the game as he tried to get his breath (and dignity) back. I felt a million bucks for the rest of the day. I still replay it back in my mind sometimes. It gets better every time :))
I can be quite clumsy, particularly when tired or after a few drinks. Yet my reactions sometimes still amaze me. A couple of times I've gestured with my right hand and swept a glass off a table only to catch it (without spilling any) half-way to the ground.
I once flipped a sausage off a huge half-oildrum barbecue I was manning and caught that too, but still have the scar on my thumb from hitting the end of the welded angle-iron frame the drum was resting on...
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We were walking home from school after it had been snowing and about 20 feet in front of us was a lad who thought it would be a good idea to spin around and hurl a snowball at us, which I think he must have been compacting for the previous five minutes. Sweet as a nut my mate caught it perfectly in one hand and in one beautiful motion hurled it straight back at it him. A perfect shot smack-bang in the middle of the face with such force it took his feet from under him. His groans as we walked past him as he lay there still tickles me today.
*not really, I came down to wet clothes this morning after a lie in, but I can dream.
Infact Arthur Fonzerelli may actually be able to learn a thing or 2 about cool from Boozy "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" :-bd
...hitting on women half my age thinking I still have it.
I spot the operative word there!! :P
Great thread by the way has made me laugh out loud.