It was a poor secondary school...
We had the proper sticks but we hit whatever it was we hit. It could have been a rolled up pidgeon for all I know.

My one good story I had to join in with and you call me a liar because I can't remember the small thing we battered about when I was fifteen! I ask for an apology on bended knee! A cake would also be nice.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Tue 24 Nov 2009, 21:39, 1 reply)

Kudos for not mentioning tits or clunge
and thanks for the compliment with your (my) headline.

And red shale is really nasty - ruins your trainers. We used to play tennis on this surface now and then. Awful.
( disasterprone "Pyjamas caused the Holocaust", Wed 25 Nov 2009, 5:14, closed)

Trainers?
bollocks to them! Knees! I've been playing hockey on astro for 20 years since I last played on shale and the old scars still haven't healed.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 25 Nov 2009, 9:57, closed)

^^ this
*Double checks her posts to make sure she's not guilty either*

I did hockey on astroturf, with a ball rather than a puck (school grounds were only 4 years old when I started, so most of it was far too posh for the oiks that inhabited it). The sand in the astro material would find its way into every cut and graze. I mainly remember looking at the field at the boys wishing I could play rugby instead, where a bit less coordination but more strength was fine, and the mud was nice and soft...
(mmmm curry doesn't really understand this sig lark, Wed 25 Nov 2009, 12:05, closed)

The only solution is to get good enough at it
that most of your games are played on water based astro. Then you can slide to your heart's content with no worse outcome than wet clothing...

*reminisces*
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 25 Nov 2009, 14:37, closed)