Youth football team kicked out of league after sneaking adult man into game
“We noticed his arm tattoos, facial hair,” said one parent. “Not like a normal 8th grade student.”
I guess they didn't see some of the guys I went to 8th grade with. In those days, grade promotion was not automatic, but contingent on passing grades. I went to school with one guy, let's call him Larry S., who drove his car to school in seventh grade and parked it next to our bikes. He once said that seventh grade was three of the happiest years of his life. When he was in eighth grade, some of his own children were in the lower grades. I hear when he finally graduated they retired his locker and gave him a ceremony at home plate of our baseball field, ala Gehrig. Come to think of it, he probably spent more years in that school than Gehrig did with the Yankees.