PantrashMoFo
Bruggen Raiders
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Posted - 2013.05.14 12:20:00 -
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For the ultimate in brutal childhood entertainment, we used to play a game at school called "Death Square" ( I know, sounds really cuddly and fluffy doesn't it?).
Basically the Death Square arena was a section of concrete next to the sports hall, with steps leading down from one side of the square, a wall with a low roof (10ft) directly opposite. The other 2 sides of the square were the really tall walls of the sports hall and the school hall directly opposite each other. The 2 tall walls had 3 windows on each with stone windowsills approx 8 ft above the ground.
The object of the game was to pass a football (the spherical kind) around the square between usually 5-10 players. you were only allowed to touch the ball with your feet ( nothing else allowed not even legs). If the ball touched you anywhere other than your feet you were "IT" and every other player would be free to kick seven shades of crap out of you until you were able to touch one of the windowsills mentioned earlier. as we were only around 11-12 years old at the time, the only way we could reach the windows was to jump kick off the wall.
If the ball touched the wall or rolled down the steps then the player who kicked it was "IT", unless it was felt that the person they passed it to didn't put enough effort into stopping it with his feet. so basically if you kicked the ball at someone and hit them, they were it, if you tried to kick it at them and missed, you were it. If it was felt you had let the ball go, you were it.
The real fun was if someone managed to kick the ball onto the roof, or it bounced off someone and landed on the roof. When this happened you had to climb up and get it back and then run the "death tunnel" ( We were so imaginative with names). You had to go get the ball first as there was no guarantee that you would be in any fit shape to climb up after the death tunnel.
The death tunnel was formed by the other players stood in front of the wall with both hands placed flat against it. The lucky boy had to duck down and run through the tunnel while being kicked or kneed to death. hands had to remain on the wall so no grabbing. If you went slowly you got a damn fine kicking but could usually at least stay on your feet. If you ran fast to try and avoid a kicking, you ran the risk of someone tripping you up. Having been the recipient of many a stamping due to this, i can assure you it is rather unpleasant.
We used to finish playtimes covered in bruises, many a skinned knee or split lip. All i can say is, thank the sweet zombie jesus we were friends or it could have turned nasty. |