Our gym teacher's name was Mr. Caruso. Mr. Caruso didn't speak English. He spoke "Gym." One day I was playing basketball and Mr. Caruso told me I would have to get an athletic supporter. Of course, he didn't say it quite that way. What he said was, "Hey, you, one day you're gonna go up for a rebound and the family jewels aren't gonna go with ya." I had no clue what he was talking about. The next day I showed up for practice without my watch, though. "Hey, you, did ya take care of the family jewels," Mr. Caruso asked me." "Yeah. I left 'em in my locker." It took about 30 minutes to revive Mr. Caruso... |