2nd Story - Unlikely sporting success
I wasn't the best at sports, I had a pretty feeble frame despite my calorie intake, even my Mum still remarks to this day that I'm 10 stone wringing wet. Incidentally I wish I was nearer that number now!

As such Rugby just seemed far too violent, even cricket proved a struggle, when you're that slight the weight of the bat and a not particularly firm grip makes you feel like you're gonna break your wrist every time you hit the ball.

I had a secret weapon up my sleeve though, I'd discovered a penchant for table tennis after being forced down to the local leisure centre to try it as a 9 year old. I was pretty good too, my brother and I played in the Kent league and destroyed most of the opposition... I was then plucked from obscurity to be coached by a member of the England set-up who was looking to move into coaching after what is a relatively short and unglamourous career.

So imagine my classmates surprise when the cycle of sporting events came round to Table Tennis, I kept quiet, walked into the hall... produced my own bat that my coach had made for me and proceeded to wipe the floor with everyone in the room, particularly pleasing was the faces of the sporty types as I deliberately played as many forehand top-spins into their body as I could.

The whole ruse was only possible because we had an outside coach come in for those lessons, turned out to be the guy who taught me at the local leisure centre, but at 70 odd he was a bit senile and had no recollection of coaching me as a kid.
( JebediahSpringfield, Tue 24 Nov 2009, 11:16, Reply)