What's your favorite sports ball?
 

I don't mean what's your favorite sport to watch or even play. I mean with all other elements of the sport excluded, which sports ball is your favorite? Your favorite to throw, catch, hold, handle, dribble, sit on, hang out with, juggle, whatever.

Personally, I'm a fan of the tennis ball's versatility; you can throw it like a baseball but also bounce it like a basketball, both inside and outside, even when you don't have much space to work with.

Poll to follow.

Oh, also, tennis balls are pretty easy to juggle.

Anytime I enter DC I am certain that place is full of nutsack ball jigglin jugglers.

Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure,
They're the balls that I like best.
And my balls are always bouncing,
To the left and to the right.
It's my belief that my big balls should be held every night.

Not just any football, I choose. But a soft football at 12.5 psi autographed by Tom Brady.

With the solid light weight, natural grip, and seams, the baseball is the easiest to throw and potentially damage something if that is what you need to do.

Strangely enough, I'm also a tennis ball guy. Not gay. I swear...

Of course baseball to handle and throw shag flies. But just to toss with Dad or a buddy about 10 minutes of it though and you just wanted go and play some sandlot ball.

Basketball was the most fun to just have a pickup game of one on one or 2 on 2. You could play round world or horse. Then if nobody around just a shoot around.

For some reason though in gym class I loved the old red rubber dodge ball. Nothing like winging that perfect head shot.

I know the last choice says other—but why no softball? Certainly that could have had it's own line.

After football—I would choose a beach ball.

Oh wait, I'm supposed to pick Tom Brady's balls per some tags.

Racquetball. All ****ing day. Good bounce. Fits my hand perftectly. Good sound. Can't go wrong with racquetball.

A football seemed like an obvious choice, but the more I thought about it, I'd go with tennis ball as well. If I was stuck on an uninhabited island and could only have one ball, it would be a tennis ball, or maybe a racquetball.

Come get some pussies. http://www.fhzal.com/works/011024/bocce-tribune01.jpg

I present the "India/Indian Rubber" Ball:
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-It's made completely of dense rubber
-It's the size of a baseball
-It's heavier than a baseball
-When dropped against a hard surface, it bounces higher than the drop point.
-It can be used as a weapon by throwing it at people who cannot catch.
-It can be used as more effective weapon by throwing it at a wall angled towards your target. (their catching abilities wont be an issue due to velocity)

I doubt anyone on this board has had any type of interaction with this type of ball, it's often used in Cricket. My father smuggled his to North America from England back in '66.

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I'd say tennis ball because you can play w/ it virtually anywhere.

But I love having a baseball in my hands. Always loved to pitch and I was good, til I blew my arm out when I was 15.

Hockey puck

From masturbation?

No luv for Ping Pong balls?

Bowling ball.

Happy Fun Ball, mother****er.

I've never seen one of these balls before, but I suspect that it's because if you drop one it eventually ends up in outer space.

Damn, yeah, the bounce and sound of the racquetball are hard to beat. I might stick with tennis ball just because it's a little easier to control the bounce (key for indoors idle bouncing; don't want to break any TVs if you can help it), but racquetball should definitely be a strong contender.

Tennis balls are pretty ****ing versatile.
Good bounce, catchable, enough weight for a good throw.
Best thing is it is a decent substitute for a baseball. You could play baseball in the backyard/street/cul-de-sac without worrying too much about breaking a window or denting a car.

I agree with the sentiment about the racquetball. I was very torn between the tennis ball and the racquetball, and perhaps I should have even gone with the racquetball. I like the feel of it better than the fuzz on a tennis ball.

I think the fatal flaw of the otherwise wonderful football is that it requires two people. You really can't play with a football by yourself, in contrast to racquetballs and tennis balls. Give me a racquetball or tennis ball and I can entertain myself for hours.

Wiffle ball?

The ovary.

I think the solo value of the football is extremely undervalued.

Even if one were stranded alone on an island who could not entertain themselves for endless hours by faking handoffs, running bootlegs, shifting the ball from side to side to deliver stiff arms to palm trees? Not to mention the joys of throwing the pass and catching it too (haha Elvis). With s tennis ball you miss the tree one time and that ball is lost in the underbrush forever -- a football is big enough to find. Also if you decide to do the Tom Hanks Wilson thing, a football will make an outstanding companion.

I can't believe that there hasn't been any mom jokes about her favorite balls to play with are mine around here..what the **** is going on here

I'll admit that I could have a lot of fun punting on a deserted island.

The last time your mom played with my balls I had strange bumps oozing pus covering them afterwords. There will be no more of that shit.

Underrated ball for sure. I should have included it.

Absolutely. I played baseball with a tennis ball way more often than I played with an actual baseball. Another point for the ol' TB!

I'm pretty good at Grbacing, myself. This is a very solid argument in favor of the football.

Another glaring omission.

What about chin balls?

Ping pong balls frighten me. I'm afraid that they'll fly into my mouth and then get lodged in my throat, both costing me the point and killing me.

Football. Footballs are the best though lacrosse balls are really unique.

gagball

Baseball - a game so fine it's played on diamonds.

Foosballs?

I've always kept a baseball at my desk to fiddle with while I think.

Since putting-down our dog last week I've replaced the baseball with the ball she used to love so much. Like this one:


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I ****ed mine up when I was 22 and hungover. Now, whenever I throw a baseball, I get a burning sensation shooting down my forearm and my ring and pinkie fingers go numb. (Likely ulnar nerve entrapment).

Wow

Ball point pens? Or is that a stupid joke?

Crystal Ball, perfect for any sport.

It's crazy how fun that really is.

Well-deserved rep for you...

My cats used to own some bouncy little sponge balls, and I would sit at the bottom of our stairs and throw the ball up there, then try to catch it as it caromed around off the steps, the wall, and the pursuing cats. I had as much fun as they did.

Anyone else ever throw a ball up on their roof as a kid, and then try to catch it as it came back down? I'd stand where I couldn't see the roof and then throw a ball - pretty much any kind of ball - up there. Since you couldn't see exactly where it was going to roll back off, it was good for honing one's reflexes.

We did that as kids. We also used to sit on opposite sides of the house and throw the ball back and forth.

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This... except I prefer the racquetball for all the reasons you mention.

Oh, yeah. That was good, too.

Sometimes we would try to throw the ball over the roof and then run around and catch it ourselves on the other side, but I'm not sure if any of us ever accomplished that. It was difficult when you lived in a one-story ranch.

a Racquetball is quite versatile.

Throw it against the wall and play catch with yourself.

Use is as a stress relief.

Strengthen your grip.

Play baseball in the n'hood and not break a window.

Play fetch w/the dog.

The list goes on and on...

But they scuff/mark walls, so while they are cool, they scuff white walls.

LMAO

My dad bought me a glove.
Taught me how to throw it on the roof and catch it.
That was the extent of my dad playing catch with me.

...I get teary eyed at the end of Field of Dreams for a whole other reason.