In the late 90’s , there was a yo-yo boom and out of curiosity I stopped at a kiosk in the mall to play with their wares. Not only could I still walk-the-dog, rock-the-cradle and do plenty of string tricks like the Eiffel tower and star, but due to the advancement of ball-bearing axle yo-yos (which I had never seen before), I could do some tricks that I previously had never really mastered like trapeze, brain-twister, and rock-the-baby on the trapeze. The kid running the kiosk offered me a job. The level of tricks have now elevated to such a crazy level, that while still being able to do the aforementioned tricks, I would have to classify myself as an advanced novice or lower-intermediate yo-er.
tl;dr In my late 30’s, some 18 year-old kid in the mall wanted to know if I wanted to quit my job and come work at his yo-yo kiosk.
I am the son of a yo-yo champion, so it was in my blood.
(It was some small regional competition - he was no phenom, but he was very good.)
Yo-ing is apparently like riding a bike, because I only pick up one of my yo-yos once in a very great while, but I can still do all the tricks.
Sleep, walk the dog, around the world, rock the cradle, etc.
My personal favorite is one I don’t know or remember the name of - it’s sort of a 1/4 around the world - you fling it out horizontally and sleep it for a bit so that it appears to momentarily hover before snapping back into the palm.
My dad’s signature trick was a show-stopper…
(I’m pretty sure he learned/performed this trick when he was in the Navy, and not in the competition he won as a kid.)
He’d drop his pants, chuck the yo-yo between his legs and it would snag on and dangle from the leg of his boxers.
I don’t remember if he had a name for the trick, but as I think about it, maybe there was one but it was too dirty to share with a kid.