I actually based that off a real experience. There was this kid named Dennis Marsalis (no relation to Wynton or Branford of jazz fame - he was Italian), who was a small guy with a smart mouth. He got on both my friend (Dan Smith) and I really ticked off with him. This is 6th grade, mind you. So I grabbed Dennis, While Dan gave him a wedgie, and we hung him on the backstop. The elastic to his tidy whities were up in his armpits in minutes! Don't know who took him down though.