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We literally
lost our balls
As 1 sat at the Bingo games last Friday night my mind wandered (I can't
imagine that!) and I was just watching the colored balls flopping around inside
the cage, I had to laugh as I remembered a night in 1992 when we literally lost
our balls.
The Oacoma Centennial Committee was sponsoring a turkey bingo at the town hall
and Mr. "Slim" Price of the VFW agreed to let us borrow their Bingo cards, balls
and machine. We got over there probably after their bingo games were over with,
and we loaded the machine and all of its parts into the back of the pickup and
we headed
for Oacoma with Ed's mother right behind us in her car.
Just as we got across the causeway, she starts blinking her lights at us. We
assumed that meant she was going to go around us and didn't think anymore about
it. She didn't. She just stayed behind us blinking her lights. Then she starts
honking her horn at us like some raving lunatic.
Here I am, doing my best to see what her problem is as I look directly into her
headlights ... but wait ... What's that?? What's that?? What are THOSE???!!!
Everywhere, like a popcorn machine gone mad, the bingo balls were
escaping from their cage! We all pullover to the side of the road and of course,
we can't see a thing in the dark.
Ed checked the cage and when found out that we loaded it, we loaded it with the
little wire door to the back end of
the pickup box and with the force of the wind and the balls up against the
little door, it just surrendered from the crazy balls and turned them loose!
We went on home and studied, our dilemma, and maybe we laughed a little about
the balls flying all over the highway and into the ditches. Grandma said first
it sounded like hail on her car, before she realized what it was.
It wasn't too long after we got home that a couple of the guys came home from an
evening out and we share the story with them.
Well, they had had just enough fellowship in the local tavern to cause them to
believe they could go "find them all," Off they went. An hour or so later, here
they came ... no balls to be found. But they had what they thought was a
hilarious story to tell. Picture this ... one guy on each side of the road, in
the ditch, with flashlights, just having a
heckofa good time. Sure as shootin', along came a law officer who pulled over to
see what was going on. They told him they were hunting for their bingo balls! He
drove off and left them to their hunt!
Now, just how much mileage can you get out of a story as ridiculous as that? I
wonder ... surely he didn't believe them! Just when you think you've heard them
all! Or maybe he had already heard so many crazy stories before it didn't even
sound strange ... who knows?
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