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For 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.
( , Thu 19 Nov 2009, 17:36)
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When I was at school, most things revolved around the rugby team, if you weren't good enough to be in the rugby team, then you weren't deemed "sporty or athletic". I wasn't in the rugby team, so I wasn't classed as sporty. Now, one of the options to rugby was swimming. The swimming collective (we weren't really allowed to call ourselves a team, considering we only had one or two swim meets every year) were rather quiet in our athletic ability, we trained hard, but had fun as well. We did also have to deal with the usual piss taking from the kids who considered themselves to be the "jocks". Yes they did watch Beverly Hills 90210.
Now one particularly cold winter day, the weather was so bad that the rugby pitch froze, and the team were unable to carry out their usual homoerotic cuddling around an egg shaped ball, and a rugby ball as well. So they were told to report to the swimming pool and train with us for the afternoon.
Now as I said, we trained hard, but weren't accorded the respect of the "jocks" of the school. The rugby team were laughing and joking about how whimpy we all were and pushing and shoving each other around. We started the training session with our usual 40 lengths of the 15m pool to warm up. The rugby team members were noticeably quieter after the warm up.
We then launched into our usual training session. These days I would definitely struggle to complete even the first part, but back then we all trained fairly hard.
The afternoon culminated in a large number of the rugby team throwing up in the showers afterwards and being very sheepish for a few hours. Now I'd like to say that things changed for the better, but unfortunately, that only happens in fairy tales. Things were back to normal after the weekend, with the "jocks" reasserting themselves as the dominant species at school. But that afternoon still is one of my fonder memories of that place.
( , Thu 19 Nov 2009, 23:01, 1 reply)
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Homoerotic cuddling? I don't think so son. Just because you're shite at rugby doesn't make us who do play, gay. Although if you find it homoerotic, there are some gay rugby teams if you're feeling brave enough...
( , Thu 19 Nov 2009, 23:24, closed)
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