School Sports Day
At some point in the distant past, someone at my school had built a large concrete tank behind the sheds and called it a swimming pool. Proud of this, they had a "Swimming Sports Day" in which everyone had to participate, even those who couldn't swim (they got to walk across the shallow end of the tank).
This would probably have been OK if the pool hadn't turned a deep opaque green the night before due to lack of maintainance. Even the school sports stars didn't want to go near the gloopy mess in the pool. We were practically pushed in. I'm sure some of the younger kids never surfaced again and the non-swimmers looked petrified.
Tell us your sports day horrors.
( , Thu 30 Mar 2006, 11:13)
At some point in the distant past, someone at my school had built a large concrete tank behind the sheds and called it a swimming pool. Proud of this, they had a "Swimming Sports Day" in which everyone had to participate, even those who couldn't swim (they got to walk across the shallow end of the tank).
This would probably have been OK if the pool hadn't turned a deep opaque green the night before due to lack of maintainance. Even the school sports stars didn't want to go near the gloopy mess in the pool. We were practically pushed in. I'm sure some of the younger kids never surfaced again and the non-swimmers looked petrified.
Tell us your sports day horrors.
( , Thu 30 Mar 2006, 11:13)
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Rugby
Ok, I'm the purveyour of utter bollock stories.
Playing rugby, tackled bloke the size of 3 houses (I was but a little winger and he a building sized prop) - he runs on not noticing. Team mate tackles the same bloke heads clash. He gets up not noticing (he's a dim cnut) and I'm unconscious. Really.
Ref stops game, reluctantly. I'm carted off to hospital - No, that's on TV - teacher actually tosses a bucket of water over my head and tells me to get up - I play on. We win.
Nurse doesn't care when I go and see her with mild concussion.
Bitch.
( , Thu 30 Mar 2006, 21:31, Reply)
Ok, I'm the purveyour of utter bollock stories.
Playing rugby, tackled bloke the size of 3 houses (I was but a little winger and he a building sized prop) - he runs on not noticing. Team mate tackles the same bloke heads clash. He gets up not noticing (he's a dim cnut) and I'm unconscious. Really.
Ref stops game, reluctantly. I'm carted off to hospital - No, that's on TV - teacher actually tosses a bucket of water over my head and tells me to get up - I play on. We win.
Nurse doesn't care when I go and see her with mild concussion.
Bitch.
( , Thu 30 Mar 2006, 21:31, Reply)
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