The Ball Park Boys (ePub)
(Sprache: Englisch)
Excerpt from Making Money
He then gave Tommy a hard pull on both of his ears causing him to cry out and fall to the
ground.
Gary lunged towards the nasty smelly man, but I moved quicker and jumped in front of
him.
I knew as quick as the razor sharp...
He then gave Tommy a hard pull on both of his ears causing him to cry out and fall to the
ground.
Gary lunged towards the nasty smelly man, but I moved quicker and jumped in front of
him.
I knew as quick as the razor sharp...
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Excerpt from Making Money
He then gave Tommy a hard pull on both of his ears causing him to cry out and fall to the
ground.
Gary lunged towards the nasty smelly man, but I moved quicker and jumped in front of
him.
I knew as quick as the razor sharp knife had disappeared into his pocket it could reappear.
The Ball Park Boys always stuck together and would defend each other, but this wasn't a
fight they could win today.
"I'm giving you ten traps and if you want to make some money, catch me some
muskrats.
Don't screw up their hides and you better not loose any of my traps, you little punks got
that?" the nasty smelly man said as he glared at us with those beady mean looking eyes.
Gary and Tommy both had a look on their face that I had not seen before.
The look wasn't one when we had been behind in a baseball or football game and the
other team would taunt us, or call us names.
This look was different.
This look was one of anger and bitterness.
I knew one day I may not be able to stop them should we encounter the nasty smelly man
and he started messing with Tommy again.
Excerpt from The Best Boat Ever
We are now going faster and backwards down the rapids.
In unison Tommy and Jerald who had not said a word since we launched, began
screaming at the tops of their lungs.
They knew the end was near.
They wouldn't even get to see what large tree or rock that we would crash in to would send them flying out backwards and then watch as our new death wagon slowly
Fall on top them, pushing them to their watery graves.
These thoughts made them scream even louder.
I still had a death grip on my pole and was keeping it under water as we raced
backwards.
Suddenly it stuck in the mud and sand on the bottom knocking me forward into the backs
Of Jerald and Tommy.
This made them only scream louder, as they knew the end was near.
I never let go of the grip on my pole and as I regained my balance our boat miraculously
stopped and very slowly the front began to turn back into the middle of the river.
The river had now widened and was much deeper and yes calm.
After our boat spun around straight I pulled my pole out of the hole it was stuck in and
gave up a slight push.
The water had become quiet and was moving slowly.
We had just survived death.
Our boat was still floating although it had a couple inches of water in the middle.
Gary, Tommy and Jerald all turned to look at me.
They gazed at me with a strange look.
Excerpt from Baseball
It didn't matter that blood was coming from our sliding arms and hands.
We had played on much rougher infields before.
We executed our much practiced method of pop-up sliding when stealing a base.
We would never turn to look for a ball, or in this situation people coming after us.
It didn't matter, we were on our feet racing down the long driveway.
Our feet were barely touching the ground and when we reached the railroad tracks we
only went faster.
We were racing towards home, towards safety.
We were not going to stop until we were at the Ball Park, or home base.
That was all that mattered now.
We would be safe there, we would be home.
He then gave Tommy a hard pull on both of his ears causing him to cry out and fall to the
ground.
Gary lunged towards the nasty smelly man, but I moved quicker and jumped in front of
him.
I knew as quick as the razor sharp knife had disappeared into his pocket it could reappear.
The Ball Park Boys always stuck together and would defend each other, but this wasn't a
fight they could win today.
"I'm giving you ten traps and if you want to make some money, catch me some
muskrats.
Don't screw up their hides and you better not loose any of my traps, you little punks got
that?" the nasty smelly man said as he glared at us with those beady mean looking eyes.
Gary and Tommy both had a look on their face that I had not seen before.
The look wasn't one when we had been behind in a baseball or football game and the
other team would taunt us, or call us names.
This look was different.
This look was one of anger and bitterness.
I knew one day I may not be able to stop them should we encounter the nasty smelly man
and he started messing with Tommy again.
Excerpt from The Best Boat Ever
We are now going faster and backwards down the rapids.
In unison Tommy and Jerald who had not said a word since we launched, began
screaming at the tops of their lungs.
They knew the end was near.
They wouldn't even get to see what large tree or rock that we would crash in to would send them flying out backwards and then watch as our new death wagon slowly
Fall on top them, pushing them to their watery graves.
These thoughts made them scream even louder.
I still had a death grip on my pole and was keeping it under water as we raced
backwards.
Suddenly it stuck in the mud and sand on the bottom knocking me forward into the backs
Of Jerald and Tommy.
This made them only scream louder, as they knew the end was near.
I never let go of the grip on my pole and as I regained my balance our boat miraculously
stopped and very slowly the front began to turn back into the middle of the river.
The river had now widened and was much deeper and yes calm.
After our boat spun around straight I pulled my pole out of the hole it was stuck in and
gave up a slight push.
The water had become quiet and was moving slowly.
We had just survived death.
Our boat was still floating although it had a couple inches of water in the middle.
Gary, Tommy and Jerald all turned to look at me.
They gazed at me with a strange look.
Excerpt from Baseball
It didn't matter that blood was coming from our sliding arms and hands.
We had played on much rougher infields before.
We executed our much practiced method of pop-up sliding when stealing a base.
We would never turn to look for a ball, or in this situation people coming after us.
It didn't matter, we were on our feet racing down the long driveway.
Our feet were barely touching the ground and when we reached the railroad tracks we
only went faster.
We were racing towards home, towards safety.
We were not going to stop until we were at the Ball Park, or home base.
That was all that mattered now.
We would be safe there, we would be home.
Autoren-Porträt von Shade Jones
Author was born in Harlan County, Kentucky and moved to Whitesburg, Kentucky when he was five years old. He graduated from Whitesburg High School and attended Eastern Kentucky University, Miami Dade, Calvery College, Morehead State University and Nova University. He currently lives in Naples, Florida where he spends time working on the next edition of “The Ball Park Boys,” when he isn’t shuffling his five grand kids to practices and appointments. The author is also finishing “Shoot ‘til You Hit, Shoot ‘til You Miss.” A novel full of intrigue, mystery and fun reading of how a hillbilly college dropout from Kentucky ends up being pursued by one of the biggest drug kingpins in Miami for taking his gold and his wife.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Shade Jones
- 2011, 107 Seiten, Englisch
- Verlag: Xlibris US
- ISBN-10: 1465305831
- ISBN-13: 9781465305831
- Erscheinungsdatum: 19.12.2011
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