That means you get to rethrow that one. That was a standard rule back in the college days, only problem was after a while the other players would try to prevent (pronounced tackle) you from catching it.
Preach it!
My nephew got involved in a junior soccer league. Now, he’s 13 years old with 3 different baby-mamas and four kids total that we know of. He’s gotten caught stealing cars for joy rides, and we’re pretty sure he’s behind a rash of pet torture/mutilations that have taken place in town. Fuck soccer!
Exaggerate much, kayaker? Three pet torture/mutilations over a one year period does not constitute a “rash”, especially considering the number of soccer players these days. Please try to display a little control in future posts.
Someone on the job once threw something at me for me to catch, and when it bounced off my head, he laughed at me. When I told him that I’m not athletic, he told me that’s not an excuse.
When my livelihood depends on me being to catch a projectile, then I will devote time and energy to learning this skill. But until then, I’m going to keep on being “non-athletic”.
my job as a rivet catcher didn’t last long for that reason.
Just to add my two cents here… (as someone approaching 40)
I played enough sports as a kid that I was as good as the next guy at catching things. My vision went to hell in my late teens and early twenties so that now I have virtually no depth perception and that is a big problem now. Still, if we’re playing ball today, I can catch with the best of them.
However, at no point would I have been much good at catching keys, pens or cell phones thrown to me with no warning. I need the expectation of catching to already be in place if I’m going to make the decisions fast enough to make the catch. I just don’t expect random objects to be flying through the air at me.
Anyway, my father was a jerk too, and I learned early on to pay a minimum of attention to him.