Horseshoe pitching
This is my pop pitching horse shoes at a local country-style fair (not the State Fair of Texas, though). My dad and his brother were a team, and won the entire competition. Having grown up in the Southern USA, horseshoe pitching has been a part of family life all along for me. I don't know if this is a regional, strictly American, or an international passtime. I just know it's lots of fun and we like it here.
posted by phlegmfatale at 11:05 PM
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Yay, Star Daddy-O! It's in the wrist, I reckon. Over here, we like to throw gumboots. That is, how far can you thow a black-rubber-rain-boots-encrusted-with-mud-and-other-gunk. And if the ground is muddy, it does take on a mud-slinging mood. The trick here is sheer brutal force. I think.
In an age of computer games, it's great to see old past times being passed on to new generations.
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meg nakagawa - *L* I suppose that's a brute strength competition, slinging muck and mud - ah, the manly arts! Horseshoes do require a fair bit of strength, as the horseshoe is actually rather heavy, but the strength must be tempered with a keen bit of precision - it's a marvel to see someone pitch who's as adept at it as my pa!
curly - Yeah - it IS great, isn't it. Think back to a simpler time of backyard games uninterrupted by text messages or anything with a computer chip! I'm taking it up - my sister and I have vowed to enter the competition next year. We'll distract the dumb boys with our feminine charms and then knock them dead with our mad horseshoe skills. Hee Haw!
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