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Looking Back: Playing Football with My Brother

I have one sibling, a brother not quite two years younger than I. Until the age of 10 or so, I was the taller of the two of us, but from that point forward, he began to tower over me.

Still, the two of us entertained ourselves playing the usual childhood games outdoors, including football. Throwing the football back and forth put us on equal footing, but my brother wasn't content to do just that. He wanted to play football -- run, tackle, etc. My heart wasn't in it, but when you have just one playmate, you have to compromise at times, so I did.

My brother had no qualms about tackling me to the ground, laughing with delight at his accomplishment. Me, on the other hand, had more difficulties trying to tackle this bigger guy. Instead of trying to take his legs out from under him (that seemed likely to get one of us hurt), I'd grab him around the waist, doing my best to zig-zag him right and left until he'd lose his balance.

This approach worked only 1 out of 5 times on average, otherwise my brother would just be laughing, holding the football, then wiggling out of my grasp to score a touchdown. It's a fond memory now, but back then, I felt mighty frustrated.

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deafdiva wrote on October 26, 2015, 11:33 AM

I am glad it is a fond memory now!

markgraham wrote on October 26, 2015, 11:42 AM

I was the baby of the family and I had to basically occupy myself. I wanted to play with my older brother and sister but I was four and three years younger than them and when they did play with me they thought of ways to desert me for their older friends and leave me behind. I tend to read a lot for books have become my friends. I did have school friends but when summer came they were too far away to play with. Summer friends were only around a few weeks and then they were gone.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 11:48 AM

Oh, markgraham , that sounds like a lonely childhood! Books became my friends at an early age, too, although more because I preferred solitude sometimes over playing with others. At least I had the choice, whereas it sounds as if you didn't. I'm sorry to hear that.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 11:50 AM

I think so of those things that loomed large in our minds as children end up becoming fond memories, unless they were truly awful experiences, don't you?

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 11:54 AM

And I never had a sister...although in seeing my friends' experiences with sisters, I was okay with that. : )

markgraham wrote on October 26, 2015, 12:02 PM

It really was not that bad when the summer friends were around I was never home. We were swimming, riding bikes, playing baseball even though I was not that good, and other things.

wolfgirl569 wrote on October 26, 2015, 12:19 PM

I used to like playing football, but we had a few more to play as my cousins lived just down the road

VinceSummers wrote on October 26, 2015, 12:42 PM

My next door neighbor and another on the other side of the block played our version of soccer in the field next door to my house. It was tons of fun. I am still in occasional touch with the one (a girl) but the other (a guy) isn't too friendly.

Ellis wrote on October 26, 2015, 12:45 PM

I used to play football with my sister when we were kids ...until my mum told me to stop kicking her and use a ball instead...lol

paigea wrote on October 26, 2015, 2:14 PM

Well, at least it is a fond memory now. I found my older brother pretty rough and mean! But no ill feeling over it now. :D

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 2:35 PM

Yes, sometimes the other neighborhood kids would come around and we'd all play together, but thankfully it was touch football only -- no tackling required.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 2:38 PM

Soccer wasn't even thought of in our neighborhood. We played American football, kick ball, baseball, but not any soccer.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 2:39 PM

Lol, I know you are exaggerating a bit here, but it's funny just the same.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 2:41 PM

I didn't really hate this back then, but would rather have done other things. I knew, though, if I wanted my brother to play school with me, I had to do some things he wanted to do too. I do think of those days with a smile now.

VinceSummers wrote on October 26, 2015, 3:10 PM

That's odd. I thought there was a soccer born every minute. Er, sorry. I couldn't help myself.

MegL wrote on October 26, 2015, 3:15 PM

I have two brothers and two sisters but my brothers were too young for me to play football with. Back when I was young, there were so many children around, there was always someone to play with. Nowadays, the kids have no one to play with and they certainly can't play in the street, which is where we used to play.

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 4:28 PM

Lol, it took me a moment to figure out you were channeling P.T Barnum. : )

Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 4:30 PM

I am saddened I drive through neighborhoods and see so few kids outside playing. Even out local parks aren't frequented by many children. I think they are missing out on some of the simple pleasures of childhood, but the reality is that times have changed.

Kasman wrote on October 26, 2015, 6:10 PM

My brother is 15 year older than me and any games we played always ended in tears - mine!

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Feisty56 wrote on October 26, 2015, 7:41 PM

Ouch, I would imagine so with the age and size difference between the two of you.

Paulie wrote on October 27, 2015, 2:12 AM

Growing up I had three sisters and one brother. I remember playing more baseball with them than football.