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Being a Freshman at st. Roman's meant coming
to school everyday knowing you'd be forced to defend
yourself against the wrath of upper classmen.
It was kind of like stepping into a boxing ring
You know, if professional heavyweights went toe-to-toe with underdeveloped children.
For a more in-depth look at these two teenagers
with almost comically disproportionate athletic skills
let's go to the tale of the tape.
As you can see, Vegas odds never favored the St. Roman freshman.
Especially in gym class
Where Carfora's lackadaisical approach to teaching meant
the seniors could practically get away with murder.
- Oh, I am gonna murder you kid - Yeah
You could say that in school back then.
Indoor-voice Nelson
- Rocco and I managed to avoid these daily beatings
because we were the only two freshmen the seniors actually respected.
Just kidding
We hid under the bleachers like a couple of pussies.
I wonder how bad the titty-twisters are today?
10:26
Like clockwork
It's like they get paraded by every day just to watch us suffer
Oh, God that's Alex. Hide me, hide me, hide me.
Oh my God!
What are you guys doing?
Just doing some double-person
push-ups, you know what I'm saying.
One-thousand-one
One-thousand-two
Wow, Pete you're like the strongest guy I know
Okay, Get off me
Oh my God.
This is ridiculous dude
I play football
I'm supposed to be cool
Look.
All we have to do
is muscle through a few more years
of living under the bleachers until we're upperclassmen.
then
we'll run the school.
We'll have our one shining moment.
Yeah I guess.
By the way
what kind of soap do you use?
You smell awesome!
Maybe Rocco was right
and I just had to bide my time
until I grew to be just as big as the seniors.
I'm afraid you're not going to grow anymore.
What!?!
Oh, should we also do a hearing test?
Kidding... doctor joke
but seriously, no, you're not going to grow anymore.
You mean like...ever?
Well, I typically tell my patients 'Never Say Never'
but in your case...you're certain, so yeah.
- Never ever. - Oh my God, you're serious.
So, I can never remember are you a lollipop guy or a sticker guy?
Well on the bright side, think of all of the fun jobs you can get some day.
Like a horse jockey
or a gymnast
Or, oh, what about the guy who rescued the baby
from that well.
I'm willing to bet he was a small fella.
Right
- Gosh, what was that baby's name? - I just, don't really want to talk about it.
Mom
Sure
You know your uncle Hilard's only 5 foot 2
and he's had a pretty great life.
I mean his tiling company just declared bankruptcy and
Barbara's filing for divorce. I should have them for dinner.
- You know why don't we call and... - Mom, mom, mom
Can you please just not talk.
Yeah
Baby Jessica! That was her name!
Thank you
Gosh, that was driving me crazy.
How did she fall in the well?
so, you are going to drop your shorts
turn your head
cough and the doc here is going to inspect your...testicular areas
At least we don't have to hide under the bleachers today.
You think that's worse than some stranger
putting his hands on your junk?
Oh, he's not a stranger
His name's Nate,
I talked to him in the pisser.
- That's weird isn't it - Yeah, yeah, that is...
Okay listen up
I'll be in my snack office.
You guys have any questions at all
don't bug me.
Alright
Eric Nelson
Oh, could you run and ask one of the lunch-ladies for a latex glove?
No.
Suit yourself
Chin up dude
my grandpa Hector's 5 foot 3 and he's a badass
he's famous back in San Juan
for being the first guy
to sell piano wire as a weapon.
Are you not, like, worried at all that you might be done growing?
No, my doctor said I'm going to be 6 feet easy.
- but until then we just hire... - there is no until then for me, Rocco.
This is it.
Who gave you permission to be alive bud?
This is ridiculous
I've got to do something.
My cousin Dave knows a guy
if you need some muscle
and he'll do it for free
if you let him use your driveway
to sell copper piping out of the back of his van.
Does anyone in your family have a normal job?
My cousin, Dump-truck, teaches kindergarten.
Look, I'm just going to talk to Carfora
Alright, there's got to be something he can do.
Peter Hickey
I don't think that dude's a doctor.
Yeah
Um
Coach, can I...
ask you something?
Yes, Hickey, he's a real doctor.
Or a freelance, BMT, or...
something like that.
Actually I wanted to talk to you about gym class.
Look everyday the seniors basically just beat on the freshman.
OK
And I, I think that's because we need more structure and
supervision in class.
Look, I'm not trying to tell you how to do your job
I'm just...
you know what?
Say no more Hickey. I hear you loud and clear.
I wanna thank you, for bringing it to my attention.
I will take care of it.
Okay, cool
Thanks, Coach.
see you tomorrow.
- Hey - Hey
So I rented this movie last night
about a kid who becomes a pitcher for the Cubs.
Yeah
Bottom line -
I think we should break your arm later.
What?
Hey
you better hurry up and change.
We got to hide under the bleachers.
Don't worry man, I talked to Carfora
he's actually going to teach class today.
Wow, really?
- Great work, man - Yeah
Carfora's actually pretty reasonable.
Alright, listen up!
So yesterday
one of you came to me and said that I don't know how to do my job.
Oh Jesus
He also said
that the seniors were beating on the freshman
and therefore we could use a little more
structuralization
in class.
Now you're probably thinking
who beefed, Coach?
- Maybe he won't say it was you.
It was Hickey
Hickey beefed
beefed like brisket.
Squealed -
like a rat.
So,
for the next two weeks
we're playing Roman Ball.
Oh, yeah!
Wait, what's Roman Ball?
Alright
Seniors versus freshman
Any questions?
What are the rules?
No? OK... Great
Turns out Roman Ball
was like a sadistic cross
between basketball, dodgeball, and Street Fighter 2
- Enjoying yourself? - No
I later learned that the game
was invented by a former Saint Roman's faculty member
who went on to murder his entire family.
- Oh G... No, no, no, no
Cortez - double hit, gotta sit
But my nuts
Get your ass down
I don't know the rules
Get your ass down
- Hey, assface - Yeah?
No, no, no, Alex
I got you, bro
What are you... Woah, woah, woah
Rocco, what are you...
Hey
notice anything different? I'm using your soap.
Get off me
What can I tell you? It happens to a rat, Hickey.
How are your balls?
They've been through a lot these past two days, Petey boy.
Where is Nelson and the other guys?
They didn't get hurt, did they?
No.
Okay, good.
But, they hate you
- Oh - Yeah
They've been calling you all sorts of names
Sleazemonger, Rat Fink, Jackass Judas, Narc-fish-shit-breath
- That's one of my favorites. - I get it, Rocco, I get it.
- Man, I'm like the most hated guy in school - No
Jesus
that was a full can of pop
that's like a brick. This school is violent.
Hilard, here's your orange whip
Dairy-free, right? Right.
So what are we looking at here
You getting picked on by older kids?
Yeah,
in gym class.
Tried to tell teacher but,
only made it worse.
Can I give you a little advice?
Sure. Tell me how everything's going to be OK after high school,
how everyone grows up and matures and blah blah blah blah
Oh, no. No, no, no. Everything's definitely not going to be okay
In fact, you're in one of the crappiest situations any 12 year-old could find himself in.
I'm 14
Wow
- you're very underdeveloped - okay, okay
You had some advice?
Pete
when I was 8 years old I had a bully
what was his name?
- Helen - Gotcha, gotcha
everyday at recess, Helen would jump on top of me,
hold me down
shove a handful of gravel into my mouth.
Then she'd pinch my nose and make me swallow it.
That's awful!
Ehhh, you crap a little gravel every now and then, no big deal.
I figured I probably deserved it for
some reason or another.
Then I got into middle school
and had another bully, did pretty much the same thing let her beat on me everyday.
It went on that way pretty much all the way to high school.
Wow
Yep
Now I'm broke,
I'm divorced,
just installed one of those kid-sized toilets in my house
Jesus
Took part in experimental growth treatments overseas
doctor put about 20 turkey bones in each leg
and my ankles smell like fish and I can't wear shorts anymore.
Do you know what I learned, Pete,
after all those years?
don't waste your time
trying to be tall
you're short, right?
yeah
that don't mean you got to be small
thank you all for coming
I hope you're all enjoying the hors d'œuvre
These...these candy canes taste like ass
yeah, well, that's because they're from
two Christmases ago, so, sorry
What are we even doing here?
I'm about to tell you okay
look I'm sorry about gym class
Alright. Roman Ball's my fault.
But, I had a really good talk with my uncle Hilard and...
- Wait - what?
Hilard Zelnicki?
The Tile Store guy?
yeah
- The one with the chicken bones in his leg? - Turkey bones, but yeah, that's him
That guy's... He's gross as hell
yeah Pete, He's pretty gross
I get it, but that's not the point...
Look,
aren't you sick of getting titty-twisters in gym class while girls laugh at you?
I heard Cobald's nipples look like a couple of mangled beer cans.
Aren't you sick of getting atomic wedgies in the hallway?
Aren't you sick of being called limp dick?
And butt-dick?
Who called you butt-dick?
Look
It's only October
Guys
we got 8 more months of this.
Aren't you sick of living in fear?
If we don't take a stand
and stop people from walking all over us now
they're going to walk all over us for the rest of our lives.
So what are we supposed to do?
This coming Monday, Carfora's going to make us play Roman Ball again
but guess what?
We're going to be ready
'Cause I got a plan
I'm with you, Pete.
Let's take these butt-dicks down!
Yeah
Let's do this!
Are you in?
Nah
I don't think so
Don't be pussy, Nelson!
Alright... yeah, fine, I'm in
Yeah! Nice, nice. What about you guys, you guys in?
- Yeah, sure. - Don't have better to do.
OK, kind of hoping for a group cheer or whatever, but it's whatever
- yeah - yeah, let's do this!
Yeah!
Alright, these are the rules of Roman Ball.
So a team scores by throwing or dunking a ball in the trash can.
We have to get 15 points to win
Are all of you understanding this? Does this make sense?
Hey, hey, hey, come back.
Come back!
Come on guys, faster. Let's go! Let's go!
What, you think your balls hurt now? Uh-uh. Wait 'till Roman Ball, that's where they aim dude.
If a ball carrier
is hit or a defender by the ball, he must remain stationary for 5 seconds.
But if you're hit with two balls you have tosit down for 10 seconds.
Go, go, go, go!
Alright come back, let's go again.
You're getting there, you're getting there.
Just do one, okay. You can do this
Just a little more, come on
Time, there we go, that was it
Alright
Alright, listen
- It has been a grueling weekend
but our muscles were toned
our moves were in sync
and Nelson was finally able to do a freaking sit-up.
We were ready.
Who's ready for another fun game of Roman Ball?
I hope you pussies are ready for another ass whooping!
I hope you butt-dicks are ready to lick your own balls!
- It was a surprise attack of epic proportions.
The once cocksure upperclassmen were suddenly paralyzed.
Petrified
gobsmacked
for there was nothing more disorienting
to a St Roman senior than a gang of freshman
who weren't afraid to die.
Frosh 10-26
Frosh 10-26, let's go!
Because this game meant something to us
it was about more than just scoring a few points
or eking out a decent score.
Throw, throw
Get in! Everyone huddle up.
- Why the hell are they just standing there? - Get 'em!
- It was about respect. - Tighten up! Tighten up! Hold on! Tighter!
- They're almost here! - What are you doing Hickey?
- It was about pride.
Down!
It was about our one shining moment.
It was never our plan to win Roman Ball that day
Our only plan was to stand up for ourselves.
And that's exactly what we did.
Of course the seniors immediately kicked the crap out of us
but after that game they actually started backing off.
a little bit anyway.
Totally...worth it.
From that day on
I knew I might always be short
but there was one thing I'd never be -
small.
And you know what?
I did hit that flag
10 years later at a high school reunion.
Of course.
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