School rugby
I played one game of inter-scholastic rugby at secondary school. "Finally!", thought I, "my months of dedication to being a small but mad bastard with surprising pace have won me some respect!".

It was the only game our team lost in 7 years.

I remember trying to run down a stray ball, it bouncing off at an angle (as is a rugby ball's wont), and lunging after it mid-stride. Tripped myself up in front of the opposition team's parents, missed completely.

The jeers are the last thing I remember- the rest I've managed to suppress.
(a gun that fires other, smaller guns full of jizz, Fri 20 Apr 2012, 15:32, Reply)