Cheers,
BW
Best, wes
Holy Cow. We must have been a bunch of simple-minded hicks with no
imaginations whatsoever. Where did all of these rules come from and where are
they used? Is this a Californian thing?
Bud
>Holy Cow. We must have been a bunch of simple-minded hicks with no
>imaginations whatsoever. Where did all of these rules come from and where
>are they used? Is this a Californian thing?
Mite bee. I understand that thur suing the knife makers now.
The way we played it in NC was perty simple-minded. Too boys stand opposite
with thur feet apart. One feller throws a knife into the ground between the
feet of the other feller. If the knife don't stick up he loses. If it does
stick up, the other boy slides over one foot against the knife, picks it up and
throws it back. This continues on until one feller either gives up or the skule
nurse is called.
I only played once and gave up right away, jest before One-Eye Steve Reinhardt
started his wind-up.
I remain respectful and a little bit hongry,
X
Guv Bob
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Represented in all slander, paternity and bad check writing cases by
Holstein, Iceberg and Goldbrick -- "Illegitimus non carborundum"
So I dunno, how did you play mumbly peg?
Best, wes
You was playin' "chicken" then (an I guess you won, huh?) The opposite of
which is not near so bloody an' called "splits."
Best, wes
As I said, we called it "Knife," after the British fashion. There was no peg
involved, just taking turns flipping the knife in different ways. If the knife
didn't stick in the ground, the player lost his turn. First one to stick the
knife in the ground in all the different ways was the winner. If you see the
movie "The Body Snatcher," very loosely based on the short story by Robert
Louis Stevenson, you will see Boris Karloff performing the first throw
perfectly, just as we used to do it ("Did you ever see the lads play Knife?
Toddy would like to do that all over my body").
Throwing a knife in the ground and trying to get one foot to touch it without
moving the other foot is the game we used to call "Stretch."
Bud
The way we played required a two blade knife and was played on wood
preferably the porch if no one was looking. With the short blade fully open
and the long blade opened halfway the long blade was stuck into the wood
just enough to hold the knife upright. With a finger under the back end of
the knife it was flipped into the air having to rotate at least once.
Scoring was by how the knife landed. Laying on it's side didn't score
anything, laying on the back with the blades up was a free throw. I don't
remember the numbers but it was something like 10 points for coming to rest
on the short blade and 15 for the long blade. If both blades were touching
that may have been 5. After reaching the pre-determined score the winner was
allowed a certain number of hits with the knife to drive the peg into the
ground and the loser had to pull it out with his teeth. The number of hits
allowed may have been determined by the score.
Bob
I see, you fellers didn't like the taste of dirt I suppose. The thought of
rootin' for that peg sure made a feller shy away from being the loser.
> Throwing a knife in the ground and trying to get one foot to touch it
without
> moving the other foot is the game we used to call "Stretch."
Yeah, that's pretty descriptive.
Best, wes
Now that I think about it, calling these games "Knife" and "Stretch" doesn't
say a great deal for our powers of imagination, does it?
I can hardly believe that there are so many ways to play these games. I
thought everyone played by more or less the same rules. One thing was probably
pretty standard: If your mother saw you flipping a knife around that way she'd
take the knife away from you. Grownups had no concept of fun.
Bud
> I can hardly believe that there are so many ways to play these games. I
> thought everyone played by more or less the same rules. One thing was probably
> pretty standard: If your mother saw you flipping a knife around that way she'd
> take the knife away from you. Grownups had no concept of fun.
We played it in Texas roughly like the website cited earlier. But we
had nowhere near as many "feats." And several of ours involved doing
some of the simpler ones several times in a row with no mistake.
When you look at what is created WITH a knife and how some STRETCH a story
in these hills I'd say there is a LOT of imagination going around.
> I can hardly believe that there are so many ways to play these games. I
> thought everyone played by more or less the same rules. One thing was
probably
> pretty standard: If your mother saw you flipping a knife around that way
she'd
> take the knife away from you. Grownups had no concept of fun.
Maybe our folks were a bit more understanding but from the time I was maybe
9 or 10 playing such games was...well, maybe not allowed...but just kinda
overlooked. I only remember one injury from such goings on and I was the
recipient. Lord forbid such things now-a-days in school but we used to go
to the far side of the playground and stick knives during recess and lunch
break. Not playing a game so much as just fooling around and usually trying
to stick it in a piece of paper or hit a stick. Everybody would throw at
whatever the target might be that moment and then each would retrieve his
knife when everybody was done. One time Kenny was a bit slow in throwing
and I was a bit fast in reaching for my sticker. He nailed me in the wrist.
Wasn't bad though...didn't hardly bleed at all. Sure was a surprise though.
I think somebody had a bandaid in their pocket I put on the hole.
Best, wes
"Wes Jones" <wesj...@gci.net> wrote in message
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>Hay Wes,
> Was you surprised when you did not fly around backward when you got that
>puncher wound? Did all the air rush out or was it just a slow leak? :)
>
>"Wes Jones" <wesj...@gci.net> wrote in message
>news:av8kgf$73e$0...@pita.alt.net...
>.
I sort of remember starting this thread a few weeks ago and have heard
a lot about Mumbly Peg. It remimded me that there definitly was a peg
that at intervals would be pounded into the dirt. The deeper it got, I
remember tasting the dirt more than once. never got stuck with the
blade, I think I would have remembered that too.
joevan
Whaddya mean did not fly around? It wuz the ride of the century. When I
passed up the ole man in the moon he waved sorta in a sad way 'cause he
knows he's stuck there forever eatin' green cheese while I was a whooshin
around the aster-roids afore commin' back down ta the earth. Landed right
back there on the play ground and still was in time ta watch ole' Kenny
(tall gangly kid they'd call geeky now) pickin' up his pig sticker. It wuz
one a them long skinny ones with jist one blade an' bright yeller handles.
So, ya wanna play mumbly peg or spin yarns cusin' techrat?
Best, wes
I remember those. Seems like they were called a "Sodbuster" or
something like that in the display cases. If I remember right, you
could git 'em in a black, too.
Maynurd
"Look at all that chrome. I do believe that's the sharpest thing I've
seen.."
-- Ballad of Forty Dollars -- Tom T. Hall
"Wes Jones" <wesj...@gci.net> wrote in message
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Quitters anonymous right? It wus somebody trying to quit smoking wasn't it?
Worked too.
Ah, come on. Tell us the one about the guy with the hook instead of a hand.
Bud
"Duc de Savoie" <ducde...@aol.com> wrote in message
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Previously written:
^The man who was handcuffed to a tree is a real story. It happened
during the
^1930's here in Lycoming county. My dad was the one who found the
bones and
^the table.
^ I do not know anything about a guy with a hook instead of a hand,
but I
^know one about a UDT diver who cane to between a boat and a pier
during a
^storm. His arm looked like a pancake. I was there at the time and I
pulled
^him unto the pier. Or the one about the seaman who tried to tie a
yard
^freighter up to a pier and did not let slack in the rope. The nylon
line
^snapped and cut the seaman in half. I saw that one too. Can't
happen....it
^did.
^
^"Duc de Savoie" <ducde...@aol.com> wrote in message
^news:20030109195459...@mb-fx.aol.com...
^> >I will ask around to see if I can
^> >find a good yarn or three. I might even tell about the skeleton
that was
^> >found handcuffed to a tree up on old turkey knob.
^>
^> Ah, come on. Tell us the one about the guy with the hook instead
of a
^hand.
^>
^> Bud
^
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