Yeah, we called it Chinese Handball and usually played for asses up. With our hard throwers, losing was equal to having a red ass for hours. One kept throwing until he missed. We played at the courtyard at 3200 Broadway in Manhattan. What made the game even more of a challenge was that we had a back wall to contend with. From front to back it was about 10-12 feet. A really good player could “cut” the ball and make it take a crazy first bounce only 6 inches from either the front or back wall. There were lots of scraped knuckles. “Knucles”, that’s another game.