PE LessonsFor some they may have been the highlight of the school week, but all we remember is a never-ending series of punishments involving inappropriate nudity and climbing up ropes until you wet yourself.
Tell us about your PE lessons and the psychotics who taught them.
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chthonic, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 17:36)
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I used to play in goal for my school footie teamIt had its advantages. While the other lads were freezing their knackers off in subzero temperatures I got to wear jogging bottoms and gloves. I also had pockets in my jogging bottoms where I could stash stuff. The team I was in, Northampton School for Boys first eleven, where shit hot too. A couple of the lads went on to become professionals playing in the lower leagues. It meant I had very little to do most of the time, just standing round in my goal waiting for half time and the opportunity to drink some hot sweet tea.
Of course this led to a weeks' worth of detentions one time.
Apparently Mr Butler, the fat Nazi games teacher, didn't think it was appropriate to spark up a fag while I was waiting for my next touch of the ball during a midweek friendly against Duston Upper School.
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SpankyHanky, Thu 19 Nov 2009, 18:58,
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hehehenothing like a woodbine to excersise the lungs!
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It's the small detailsthat make your tales so readable.
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My mate lardasswould regularly be seen eating a pasty whilst between the posts.
This was in an adult football league ffs!
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