What games did you play growing up?

The nostalgia hits hard just looking at these....

Primary school it was A's against the B's every break and lunchtime. I was lucky enough to have a 'full sized' pitch with proper goals on grass at primary. Carnage with about 4 different year groups all with a game going on at the same time.

 

we called it kribby haha.
we played
manhunt,
kick the can,
knifey always from a big tree rope swing,
world cup,
2 touch,
on the volley,
granny (catch volley or haders) Chickenelly,
stealing putty aff windaes,
backy runs,
and dares but was also called shitebag haha. usually involved something stupidly dangerous. I broke 13 bones growing up mostly from playing shitebag.

 

I forget some of the names now..

But in caged playground pitches you'd have sections around 5 or 6, and all be trying to get each other out til last one. Or used to be lacing it at each other and you were out..

Used to be another I loved called 2 up 2 down. You'd have one trying to keep the ball out that couldn't cross halfway and the other scoring who could only stay in his half. Were only allowed a certain amount of bounces as well if I remember right..

Knock down ginger like everyone else. Chappy to yous..

As we got a bit older you'd try and find the local loons to terrorise for chases. Used to be a nutter we'd go and shout up at his window and he'd come down with a machete and run you ragged, anytime we got bored that was the port of call. The adrenaline with this guy was mental, he'd be hiding behind motors and everything and spring out. Honestly think he'd have murdered us if he ever got hold

 

* me off coming back from an all nighter and yous were late in delivering the neighbours milk............had to go to the shop and buy it

 

Stayed in a street that was a dead end with 2 identical double gates for goals and a street lamp for floodlights to play heidie kicks (5/11er or 10/21er). There was an age order, we went and chucked the wee guys off and a couple of hours later the older ones chucked us off. It was non negotiable although if they were short in numbers you sometimes got a game with them.

2 man hunt
Kerbie

Sometimes if we had enough we would play the better football players against the lesser ones who would be Argentina or Athletico Madrid and the better ones had to avoid waste high two footed tackles..........all in fun off course

 

Forgot about Duggy. Sometimes called World Cuppy or Headers and Volleys. Which was always followed by Boot The Root. If you were the one who lost all their lives you had to turn around and bare your * while every fired shots at it.

 

That tatty baw was brutal when it got wet. Heading that bad boy was a sure fire way to end up with brain damage

Mind the days though, especially in the summer holidays, you would be out playing fitbaw for 12 hours, ignore shouts for lunch and dinner and trot home at 9pm practically malnourished? Good times.

 

Chip n toss. Lost many a lunch monies playing that

 

Best Man's Fall.

 

GTA

 

Buckled at this

 

Same as us, quite often I remember backing out of such agreements at the last minute or just straight up running home if I lost. I really didn't like getting the ball booted at me.
We played end to end in the cage usually before the loser gets it.

 

“Best drunk fall”.

Midweek in one of the clubs up town and it wasn’t particularly busy we found a quiet bit and played this. We got papped out.

 

I know the type of game your talking about. Remember getting pinned in the corner also by several lads trying to win the ball off you. Its like a car wreck because everyone just piles in.

 

Red rover where everyone stood linking arms and you had to break through the other teams arms.
Grand national ,everykunt would stand in a line then run and start jumping all the hedges in a row in the street.great memories

 

Football, basketball, tennis and to a lesser extent table tennis.

Not sure whether PC games count, but I was also playing loads of Football Manager, Age of Empires 2 and the Civilization series, among others.

 

Grand nationalWe called it garden hopping. I guess master grand national is when you hop the back gardens over the big fences. Been chased by many a Rottweiler and ended up in a few covered swimming pools and almost drowned.

 

I had that ball. The top one. Italian 90'.

I was 5 years old and went on a coach holiday to a caravan park in Italy with my parents and baby sister. It took 2 and a bit days. I can remember tons of German supporters buses on the way yo the world cup, and I remember stopping at a rest stop in the Swiss Alps.

Well anyway a wee Italian lassie stole my fitbaw when my mum shouted me in for ma dinner. Wee cow. I've no proof but I know it was her. She was standing watching me kicking it about....then pounced when I got shouted in. Raging I was

 

I used to do worse than that.

I hated my girlfriend's neighbour for various reason...mainly that she was a grassing *.

Most mornings I'd open her milk on her doorstep and take a big slavery drink oot it....then sit it back down on the step for her to find.

 

Kirby
Rounders(whole street would join in one way or the other. Different times man)
British buldog(mainly in primary school)
Pap(mainly in high school) amount of money changed hands in this was unreal. Stooge collects, jingles double the bit. Oh happy happy times.
Worldie- GK and rest would paur up or individual game and play til the winner