Sporting Woe
In which we ask a bunch of pasty-faced shut-ins about their exploits on the sports field. How bad was it for you?
Thanks to scarpe for the suggestion.
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 13:40)
In which we ask a bunch of pasty-faced shut-ins about their exploits on the sports field. How bad was it for you?
Thanks to scarpe for the suggestion.
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 13:40)
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World record cricket shot
A few years ago I was in the Caribbean on holiday with the wife. One day I decided to join in a game of beach cricket with some locals and some other tourists.
Eventually, after lots of tedious fielding, it was my turn to bat and after a few blocks to get myself in I dropped down on my right leg and walloped a cover drive over everyone’s head and into the sea.
It was a magnificent shot!
Or so I’m told, as I didn’t see it as I had managed to dislocate my right leg at the hip and was rolling around squealing and eating sand.
The local doctor managed to pop my leg back in with minimum fuss and I was up and hobbling about in no time.
The next day I had to buy a new tennis ball for the guys on the beach as whilst during the commotion nobody retrieved the ball and it had drifted out to sea.
Which for the record, most likely means it didn’t touch the ground until it reached Ireland which is a good 4000 miles away. And that is a world record.
In your faces B3ta, I’m number one!
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 16:24, 1 reply)
A few years ago I was in the Caribbean on holiday with the wife. One day I decided to join in a game of beach cricket with some locals and some other tourists.
Eventually, after lots of tedious fielding, it was my turn to bat and after a few blocks to get myself in I dropped down on my right leg and walloped a cover drive over everyone’s head and into the sea.
It was a magnificent shot!
Or so I’m told, as I didn’t see it as I had managed to dislocate my right leg at the hip and was rolling around squealing and eating sand.
The local doctor managed to pop my leg back in with minimum fuss and I was up and hobbling about in no time.
The next day I had to buy a new tennis ball for the guys on the beach as whilst during the commotion nobody retrieved the ball and it had drifted out to sea.
Which for the record, most likely means it didn’t touch the ground until it reached Ireland which is a good 4000 miles away. And that is a world record.
In your faces B3ta, I’m number one!
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 16:24, 1 reply)
Actually it went further than that - it got to us in Somerset.
But I caught you out, so sorry, lad, but it's my turn to bat.
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 16:41, closed)
But I caught you out, so sorry, lad, but it's my turn to bat.
( , Thu 19 Apr 2012, 16:41, closed)
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