Now, this recommendation isn't professional grade or anything, but when you're getting your drink on at 9 in the morning, possibly in a grassy median in a stadium parking lot, do you really want to be throwing $100 horseshoes around, clanging them into the pavement and/or parked cars?

I thought not.

Pitching shoes while waiting for a noon Virginia Tech game was pretty much a way of life for me for four years. (Well, six, but you don't have to rub it in.) You might get bored of tossing the frisbee around with your friend's six-year-old daughter, so as soon as the kids see horseshoes, you're off the hook. And since all you really need is a small stretch of grass or dirt to play, you'll save your knees and elbows from all of the road rash you'd get trying to play "touch" football with that one drunk guy who insists on hip-checking you every time you run a post pattern.

Horseshoes. They're faaaaaan-tastic.