Freddogg Off The Chain

Eight years ago I bought a female lab from a guy named Denny who lived in Rock Hall Maryland by the bay and drove a white panel truck with “Labs and Lawns” written across the side. Denny said,”I won’t sell my dogs to the people around here because I see how they raise their kids.”
I assumed many of Rock Hall’s children were tethered to rotting wooden lean-tos in the tall Phragmites.
Yesterday I was rocking it old school doing photo journalism first at a boys late afternoon basketball game then over to a wrestling match.
Both had food tables offering skinny boiled dollar dogs and bars of candy. You can’t beat a butter finger and a bowwow. Both basketball and wrestling offered the same Friday night fare.
I have attached a couple of wrestling photos which is really a sport for little wiry and wily athletes, then the team if filled in up top by big guys recruited from the cafeteria refill line with nicknames like Hulk,Two Ton Tommy,Slim and Pink Albino Elephant.
The Guy sitting on the bench just won his 171 pound bout while the other combatants are heavyweights working on unnatural rules and moves of engagement as the referee signals “potentially unnatural if not downright dangerous.”
The final photo is what happened when two 125 pound strong teenagers with 5 percent body fat got after each other in the name of sport.
The adult with the basketball is a former star athlete shooting a halftime free throw for a free chocolate bar of candy,hot dog and diet coke.
Stay fit!