In the event that you doubted the veracity of my rubber-cleated golf shoes story, I present you with the proof:
That's me--to the right of the dog
This is my sixth grade year, so it would be the second pair of those shoes. I'm grooving to those pink socks, aren't you? I'm not really sure what was up with the dog--I remember it wandered around our school a lot and got in the way when we played soccer.