We had pulled into Sasebo for repairs - no pay records - no one had any money and there wasn't a hell of a lot to do there while we waited for parts to arrive to commence the repair - something wrong in Dirty John's area.
There was a Base Gym available though consisting of a basketball court as the main item and two large rows of bleachers.  Mainly what the little Jap did there was issue balls for the surrounding courts (tennis, softball, handball, etc.).  Well, one day, as I said with not a lot to do, about 10 of us went to the gym.  We got a basketball and played - not for very long - because that's a very wearing game and we weren't in the most magnificent
shape of our lives.  While we were resting we noticed that the issue guy had gone somewhere and had left the issue room door open.  Well, let me tell you, we entered there and took EVERY kind of ball that he had in there and commenced to play "dodge" ball....we were all over that damn place - up in the bleachers, running on the court, just everywhere - hell there must have been 500 balls out laying everywhere.  The guy came back and just about expired when he walked in and looked around.  Shit, we were laying around by that time, completely exhausted and he was screaming who knows what as we casually left the area - to hell with him - if he was going to get shitty about it he could pick 'em himself - probably took him the rest of the day to locate all of them. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Base Commander told the Captain that we were no longer welcome at the gym - matter of fact we were restricted from even going close to it....hell, some of those people don't know what it takes to amuse a submarine sailor!     Hotch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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