The Langhorne Strikers

In the summer before sixth grade I joined the first travel team of the Langhorne Athletic Association.

We were made up of defectors from the Middletown Athletic Association.

Controversial stuff.

I had the good luck of breaking my arm towards the end of the summer. I was playing manhunt. Not soccer. I did however trip over a teammate while playing the glorified version of hide and seek.

I missed some games.

After my cast was cut down. It was blue. Fiberglass. Had a fine odor. And I saved it for years.

Yes. After my cast was cut down. I could play again. I returned a far dirtier player.

I developed a taste for running my mouth. And physical play. Ian Wall was my partner in crime. With Brian Gaul a sobering influence at the back.

At the center of my rage? The Cure.

Not really. But Ian was a big fan. I was a big fan.

We would hound our mothers about taking us to see them.

It never materialized. And it still hasn't.

But we won the league that first year of existence.

The Cure - Pornography (Disc 1), (Disc 2). I'm in the midst of buying the remastered/rarity releases in order. For Mike A., his offspring and Erin S.