Articles written by Marshall Wally Ritchey
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Fouled Out: Off to College
That March 16, 1969, my father passed away. I was shaken. He was strong and big. He could do anything. A blood clot caused a pulmonary embolism that struck him down in his sleep while he was only 50 years old. Deep vein thrombosis (DVT) was the...
Fouled Out: Finishing High School Basketball
As the basketball season proceeded toward the end, NBC was tied with Bedford High School for the Bedford County Championship. Bedford was a big school. We had soundly beat Bedford on our basketball...
Fouled Out: Junior, Senior Year
In 11th grade, I was a starter for the JV team and on a few occasions I was allowed to dress for the varsity team. Usually at half-time for the varsity team, the head Coach Dale Batzel would give me...
Fouled Out: Freshman, Sophomore Year
My classmates David Long, Harry Speicher, and Scott St. Clair were football players that brought the game to the basketball court. They called them the “Hatchet Squad.” They played a high impact and contact game of basketball. They were...
Fouled Out: Other Courts
Then there were the games of “PIG” and “HORSE” we played at Cousin’s Daryl’s house. One person would make a shot and the next guy had to make the same shot. If you missed, you got a “P.” If you missed enough time to get “PIG,...
Fouled Out: Barn Basketball
In ninth grade, I was growing and getting bigger and had more skills thanks to playing inside barn basketball with my brother, cousin Daryl, Jim Miller, Earl and Ellis Rush, and the Clark boys. Barn basketball is the roughest toughest game there is....
Fouled Out
This is not for the birds (fowl). This is for you. This is about basketball, High School basketball. This happened in the 20th Century, in a farming community, in Bedford County, Pennsylvania. Back in the 1950s five small school districts got...
