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The Toy
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Definitely my Electric Football game. Probably my mother’s favorite too, since it would take about 30 minutes per play with all the trying to straighten out the plastic-strippy thingies on the bottom and setting up the plays. Kept me out of her hair for HOURS.
Somebody needs to design a computer game emulates the feel and play of electric football. Also, it should make your screen vibrate.
Floyd: Get on it.
And speaking of retro, I found this on-line:
http://www.santaparavia.com/Home.aspx
Loved that game, and my loyal subjects always loved me!
Rufus here; This explains the frequent coup attempts for Threedonian rule. I’ve got my eye on you, Trzupr!
Just went crazy over the furniture to the doll house. I had that stuff in the window sills all over the house, bec. the doll house belonged to one of my sisters and she didn’t want me to play with it. So, I got the furniture. She didn’t really care, as long as I didn’t touch the house. Geez.
And that was the big treat, bec. we had our own playroom so we weren’t “permitted” to have toys all over the house, but behind the curtains on the window sills my mom didn’t see!! It was sooo cool.
I used to drag my Dad to look at the window display of the toy store in downtown La Crosse: Toy Fair had a beautiful display of Breyer horses and one was a white stallion rearing up on his hind legs. That was the ultimate Christmas present. He was every dream every girl who has the yen for a horse ever wanted. He was a knights horse, a mustang, a Lipazzaner Stallion that escaped the Russians, he was myth and a dream. I remember opening up that gift late on Christmas Eve night and it was so amazingly awesome. I was 8 years old….that was my best present.
I found one of him on EBay and I bought him and he sits in my china cabinet. Always reminds me of good times.
Cool that you bought one on e-bay. Good for you! What is it about little girls and horses?
Mine was the WW2 Battleground playset when I was 8 or 9. It had American soldiers (green), plastic gray German soldiers holding potato masher grenades, barbed wire, pill boxes, half-tracks, etc. I played with that thing for hours.
I had a vertibird. I’m suprised that I did not get the Coast Guard ship one. My dad was in the Coast Guard. Shouldn’t of Santa known this and acted accordingly?
Had a lame electiric football. But my bro and I actually played a lot of talking football, with the little records. Anyone remember that?
“I’ve got my eye on you, Trzupr!”
I know. I know. And it’s creepin’ me out. Can you put that thing back in it’s socket already?
Floyd, did you get the French Army expansion set? It came complete with little white flags, but the soldiers kept disappearing for some reason…
The French soldiers were blue plastic and dressed like French Riviera vacationers.
I got an Air Hockey table, for one christmas…that thing was loud and it was awesome.
It was a table top version, not the arcade type…my dad worked for the Post Office after all.
The hockey game controlled by the spinning rods was also a big hit, and one of my buddies had Risk. Weeks of fun!
CF, I read a bit about vertibirds today researching this post and it depends on what year Santa gifted you the toy. Apparently it was a popular toy so Mattel kept repackaging it to try to get multiple purchases. I’m pretty sure mine was $10 and I couldn’t believe my Aunt and Uncle spent that much on me. Even though it’s on the Internet, so it’s got to be true, I can’t believe there were any kids who had more than one.
Oh, by the way, the downside to the boat is it was made out of cheap styrofoam and chunks broke off very easily. Ultimately I was down to the base and controller anyway, as all of the ship broke away.
And thanks to your dad for his service!
You had a table top air hockey game?! Too awesome for words. Your dad must have been the King of the post office.
I also loved battling tops!
Dad’s no longer with us, but he was a letter carrier for 35 years and a WWII vet. 20 of that was on the same route, which was the bane of my teenage existance. He would come home from work in the summer and announce that he had three yards lined up for me to mow the next day, which of course was met by a loud groan from me (I mean who wants to mow lawns in Texas when it’s 110 degrees outside). To which he would always respond, “I don’t hear you complain when you’re spending that money.”
Ah yes the good ole days.
Atari, Atari, Atari. The gift that kept giving whenever dad would bring a new game home, too. Heck, the old man even let my brother and I play more than he did…barely. Lord knows we kept his former car mechanic hands busy repairing the joystick, too. Decathlon, baby. Decathlon.
Atari was the first “big” thing I bought with my own money. I “misrepresented” my age on an application so I could begin working prior to turning 16 (I could pass for older than I was) and I saved and saved for that thing. I still have it and I’ve played it with my sons a few times. It’s almost like a mystical, semi-religious relic from the ancient past to them.
Mine was a Guns From Navarone playset from Marx. It was a mountain about 2 feet tall with two cannons in parapets on the outer face, and a multi-story base on the inside with an elevator. It came with US and German soldiers in various interesting poses (including a wounded man and a berserker using his rifle being used as a club). Good times.
The best plastic soldiers I ever got was when they did the change over to modern and the soldiers now carried M-16s and M-60 machine guns…even then I was a stickler for detail.
The coolest guy though had the M-79 grenade launcher. No M-203s back then.
Sorry for all the military-eaze for those not familiar.
I want that Guns of Navarone playset…urg!
Oh and I got one more thing that was outstandingly cool but it wasn’t as meaningful as the White Horse…..One year Santa got me the actual TOY of the Millenium Falcon, Han Solo and Chewie. Oh it was awesome. Horses, fighting Vader…what else does one need?
I was spoiled rotten at Christmas. My parents were overly enthusiastic about the Holiday, and it was to my benefit year after year, boy did I get some great stuff, my favorite being a big red and white Transformers jet, cast in metal. I still have the thing in my parents’ attic. A work of art if there ever was one.
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The downside of being the number two son is that when my brother got a Batman figure for Christmas, I got Robin. I was happy one year when I opened up a present and found a Lone Ranger figure, but then was told, “Oh, that’s for your brother … here you go.” When I opened mine, it was Tonto. I felt like a second-class citizen at the age of 7.
My best toy ever was the real GI Joe doll. I don’t know how many I went through, because he didn’t always make it back from his missions.
We must have been eugenicists when we were kids, because my brother and I used to take out plastic army men and make them into mutants. We’d sneak matches and melt the plastic just enough to stretch the necks, arms, and legs. When they cooled off minutes later, you had a set of super soldiers.
I lived by a huge rail yard. There is nothing cooler than the result when a plastic army man is run over by a 7 gajillion ton freight car.
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