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In a game of tennis, when the umpire announced the score as Deuce, I used to think that he/she was telling the players that it was break time and they were welcome to some "Juice" to drink!
When I was about 5 years old I used to think that the loud speakers you see at marathons (the cone shaped ones) which contain a bottle-shaped object in their centre actually contained the champagne that the winner of the race would receive at the end.
I used to beleive that when you were playing baseball it would only count of you hit a homer.
When I was young, my brother, who was 3 years older than me & played baseball, once said that his team got to use the "big diamond" for the next game. For quite some time I imagined this Little League team using a huge, shiny, precious gemstone... and was a little envious.
When I was little, there was always talk something on T.V. about sports or the Book of Records. They would talk about the guy who 'broke the record'. I always pictured people standing outside and smashing LPs on the ground, and never understood why that was so important.
My grandparents really liked watching football games on TV when I was little and I was always amazed at how loud the referees could yell so everyone in the stadium could hear when they made a call on a play. I was kind of disappointed to learn years later it was a wireless mic that broadcast the man's voice over the sound system in the stadium. Heh.
I desperatly wanted to bungee jump as a kid. I never thought that you would need a special rope, so decided my dressing-gown cord would be just as good. I tied it round my bed and jumped. And fell. That taught me!
I used to believe that the numbers athletes wore on their uniforms were their ages.
I loved playing basketball as a kid, and went to lots of camps. They would tell us that probably none of us would ever play in the NBA. In my mind, I always thought I was the one exception in the group. Nope... never made it.
Up until a few months ago I thought Yankee player Hideki Matsui's name was just Mat Sui. My brother makes fun of me all the time now.
When I was young I thought that a "Dude Ranch" was where people kept surfers untill it was warm enough to go in the water again. I also thought that babies came out of people and animals butts and was quite concerned when mine would come out (i was like 6)
I used to believe that parachuting was when a person jumped out of an airplane and a bunch of people were standing at the bottom holding out a parachute and he landed on it and was safe.
My brother would play softball with my sister and me in the yard when we were little (he pitched). When either of us hit the ball, he'd pick it up, run over, and "tag" 2nd base and tell us we had to "stay on first--that was in the rules." I don't remember ever winning a game against him.
when I was younger and used to watched football with my dad, I used to think that the football players had no faces through the helmets.
My nephew Matthew used to believe that the catcher from the Mets Mike Piazza, was named MikeEazza, it was th cutess thing ever.
when i was younger i thought the Cleveland cavaliers were just called caves and i thought it was caves as in baby cows. i was really confused why you'd name a team after baby cows and the old colors were blue and orange and i wanted to know how you got blue and orange from baby cows.
I used to believe that golf holes were infinitely deep, and that when a player hit ball into one, it fell forever into some faraware abyss, never to be retrieved again.
One day while watching a Denver Broncos football game with my step mom (who is a huge Broncos fan) she finally erupted at the announcers who she thought was calling their punter by his last name -Aknor. She yelled at the TV, "it's not "A" knor it's just Knor. I explained to her that his first name is Micah (Mike a). Hence Micah Knor.
I was about nine and I use to think that every time the batter fouled one back that the umpire caught the fouled ball because he would always give the ball back to the catcher to throw back to the pitcher. It wasn't until I actually went to a baseball game did I notice that the fouled ball went back into the stands and the umpire pulled a new ball from his bag. I just remembered thinking "those umpires have some fast hands."
When I was a kid my best friend told me that if you open up a golf ball, it would explode. So I didnt go near them until I was a teenager, I was scared to death of them.
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