School Sports DayAt 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.
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chthonic, Thu 30 Mar 2006, 11:13)
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Almost like Camoflage...Being the stocky kid can occasionally pay off. Everyone else had gone through their obligatory growth spurt leaving me to tramp around in a Land of the Giants style existence, relegated to the fatties/spotties/sickies bargaining camp (we'll take him if you take those two), waiting to catch up. However it was that year our Sports lessons (we had PE AND Sports, Sports was basically PE with a point) were upgraded so we could actually make physical contact (anyone who's played 'touch' rugby knows how unsatisfying that is). So the Rugby time rolls around, and we're being taught how to tackle. Suddenly the benefits of being a heavy short-arse pays off and I get a tad over excited during the 'test' in which we had to tackle the PE teacher to prove we knew how to tackle. I barrelled into the guy and carried him a full six feet before slamming him into the ground. Not suprisingly I suddenly became an authorised team picker after that. Huzzah!
(, Wed 5 Apr 2006, 14:59, Reply)
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