Ah, school sports, part deux
As mentioned before, I suck at sports. So imagine my surprise when I found one I was actually good at!

I've always been a big guy, tall, built like a brick wall with a beer gut before I even tasted beer. So I was a natural for rugby.

After much practice and no real playing, the teacher one week decided we would play a proper match and split the class up into teams. I don't remember much about the match, except for one incident...

We scrum, everyone brakes out and one of my team goes running up field with the ball. I'm running a little behind him, so when he gets gang raped, he passes it off to me and I run on.

Now, being crap at sports, I've never scored a good try, or a decent goal, or even hit a rounders ball more than 3 feet. So when I see the try line, and the only thing between me and it is a kid called Ross, I'm in hogs heaven.

Ross, you see, was built like a stick insect, and about as tall as a leprechaun. A sane person might have tried to around Ross, but I could see only the try. I was going to take the most direct route possible to the end of the field. Give him his dues though, he stood his ground as I beared down on him.

I have a vague recollection of something bouncing off of me as I barrel to the end and score my first and only try. I'm ecstatic! I look around, expecting a victorious cheer from my team, but everyone is gathered around Ross as he lay on the floor. They cancel the game and Ross is taken to see the nurse, tears streaming down his face.

The (most likely exaggerated) reports from onlookers was that Ross flew about 10 feet and landed on his head. All I could do was apologise and cringe a lot.
( Damocles wants no part of your debauchery, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 16:50, 1 reply)

I should really do some work
But reading this makes me laugh out loud. Cheers.
( SpankyHanky, Fri 28 Nov 2008, 17:06, closed)