Wednesday, March 11, 2009

St Josephs Boys High Scool , Calicut...nostalgic memories
Basketball Champions- Earlier Posted on Orkut Community site of " St Josephs Boys High School, Calicut".
Many of you past and present students of St Josephs may not know that we in St Josephs when I was studying was a much feared team in Basketball. The techniques and fouls were simply outrageous. The forwards were excellent scorers with precision & the defenders (I was one) knew how to defend St Josephs, even if it meant not following the rule booknd hitting below the belt!!! The School Victory was more important than holidays, exam results, girls of next door St Josephs Girls School et etc... And for the very first time we had a National coach from Delhi...He was Abbas Ali Baig's (the famous cricketer) brother.Our traditional rivals used to be Ganapathy High School, Zamorins College and St Josephs College. And all the time we used to beat them in the yearly sports meet...In particular, I remember the final of the tournament which was held in West Hill Indoor stadium (wooden floors those days) when we won with a slender margin...and we were carried in a procession all the way from west hill to silk street in calicut(5 miles). Many of the boys had taken a hire cycle (10 ps for an hour) which was quite a sum those days (1967)...A father (priest) who was also with us in the procession was the most rowdiest of all in celebrating the victory all the way to school, but Head Master Anthraper SJ did not know that!!! And of course he was not wearing a cassock!!When I think back of the times in School, its truly a nostalgic memory and I am sure all of u would have had such fun times also...plz post your memories of events happenings at St Josephs, Calicut ..

That was for Orkuters on the community....plz do post ur memories of school life. on ur blog.. Insignificant events are significant memories to be treasured and shared for what they are worth!

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful memories of school days.Everyone of us will have saved all the glorious periods of our life in a discreet corner.Just open the door and the out flow of memories would just drown us !!!

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