101 great blonde sporting moments

[bobby1]

Afternoon all,

The beauty of having lots of free time on my hands now is I can do lots of things that I had to miss out on when working full time. This has seen me re-enter the Tuesday 6 a side footy match with my mates. Nothing too serious, just a load of roundbellies having a bit of fun. The 3 matches I have played so far have finished 8-7, 7-6 and 3-3 and I have managed not to be on a losing side yet.

So I wondered if the peeps of the forum would like to share with us their own personal great sporting moment.(non poker)

Im going to kick off with this weeks 6 a side 3-3 draw which was played in rainstorm. The sides picked this week had a very lopsided look to them as the two strictly defensive players had been picked on the same side along with the best goalie, the defensive anchormen(me 35 yrs old and 19 stone and the other guy, 40 yrs old and 8 stone) lined up against the fit quick lads on a sodden pitch with the gameplan to slow the game down and try not to faint.

We did well and managed to lead 3-1 with 90 seconds to go when the other team scored with a huge deflection off 40 year old teammate. Now this guy is great, he wears his glasses throughout the game and they are tied around the back of his head with elastic bands and whenever he heads the ball he has to do it with the top of his head to protect them. So we kick off and timewaste trying to run down the clock as we are knackered but the fit lads retrieve the ball and score with another huge deflection off the same guy. He is now distraught.

So with under a minute left we try to score a winner but end up giving the ball away, this resulted in the most hectic passage of play I have ever seen in a 6 a side match.

The opposition break away and myself and the 40 year old are facing the top two players on the other team coming at us full pelt, Their first shot went through my legs, glancing my left testicle and thigh, this caused the ball to deflect towards the opposite corner where our keeper managed to save it with his toe. It deflected wide on to the back board where the other attacker managed to cross it again to the same guy who caught it perfectly on the volley. 

Now, not being the most agile guy in the world i just threw myself in the way, imagine a Bodygaurd in a Hollywood film(only bigger, sodden wet and knackered.) At this moment I took what is known as one for the team...boy did I take one, the volley hit my bang slap 100% in the nads, not to one side, oh no, bang in the middle. I go down in a heap to see the ball bounce back to the same attacker who now has a clear shot on our goal, with only seconds left.  I am lying on the floor and can hear people laughing at my misfortune, clasping my nads and all I can do is lift up my left leg and try to get it in the way of the last shot of the game. My defensive partner now makes a lunge to get his body in the way, the only problem is he lands on top of me but between us we both touch the ball it rolls past our keeper, on to the post and then back into the area where he picks it up and the full time whistle is blown.

 So I end up laying on the soaking floor, looking at the stars, holding my privates, with a sodden 8 stone man on top of me whose glasses have been knocked sideways making him look like Eric Morecombe and a 3-3 draw feels like a victory.

A few days later and the swelling has gone down a little( I told the mrs that marital duties would have to be postponed for a while and she said...oh never mind...and continued reading Take a break....charming) and the legs and body still ache but its a great feeling to have enjoyed some relaxtation time!!

So whats your great sporting moment?

[Rod Paradise]

Nice one Bobby   

My story isn't nearly so stenuous or painful.

For a few years my ex & I did archery at the weekend, not the namby pamby modern crap with sights & even triggers, but the medieval Robin hood stuff. It gets you out in the fresh air, EVERYONE misses at some point & every hit is a bonus & worth celebrating.

The club got roped in to do a display & come & try (where we let people try a few shots) at a medieval fair at the park where we shoot. So, having been volunteered I turned up with my longbow, was given an outfit which made me look like Friar Tuck (or Friar F*** as my friends called me)....

Anyway different people shot at different parts of the demonstration - and even I can hit a 4 foot wide boss at 20 yards - so I didn't look a complete muppet.

Then to finish, for the grand finale one of the guys who does field archery was to shoot a model crow at 40 yards - he hit & I commented to the girl beside me - "I wouldn't fancy that shot in front of a crowd".

The leader of the club, being a swine, said "What's that Rod? You want a shot?" and gets the crowd to give me a cheer... I was kaking it, dressed, well, like a fat bald bloke in an evening dress & begging the ground to open under me.... I stepped up to the line, drew an arrow, nocked, drew & loosed - hitting the crow right in the eye 

I got a round of applause from the crowd & the first shot (one of the best in the club who had hit it square in the body) was pissed off to hear someone saying it was a set-up & we'd obviously saved the best shot for last... I NEVER shot in a  demo again though.

[rivered]

Mine had to be the penalty I scored against Argentina a few year back... great moment.
Dave B.

(I'm still thinking of my real one... sorry, couldn't resist)

[SKIPPYSKIP]

Winning Bowler of the year for my local Cricket Team who play In the Essex Premier League.

Last year decided to take it more serious than other years to establish me in a side that contained 4 x ex-County Players, South African A player and a guy who has played for England A.

Those who know there cricket stats I took 47 wickets @19.72 Economy 2.99

Was proud of my achievement especially has I displaced another player of high quality.

Got picked for the League side to play the Sussex Leauge and well...... we better not go there lol

Hope for more of the same this year

[ACE2M]

I have a cricket related one also....

I used to play for the local village junior side (i was about 14 at the time) and got drafted into the X1 for a single game when they were desperately short one week and i happened to be about.

I came into to bat at eleven when we had a decent score on the board with 5 balls remaining, i dodged the first one and the keeper fumbled it so we got a run. my fellow batsman got a single on the next and i got out clean bowled on the next. Not great but not much was expected.

I spent my entire time in the oppositions innings at long on and fielded the odd ball, (my only really cricketing prowess being that i can throw a ball a remarkable distance especially for my age at that time.)

As the innings progressed the opposition crumbled quite poorly and they were soon in an almost impossible position, a long way short of the runs required and eight wickets down. So the captain swings his arm around his head meaning give everyone a go at bowling. After a couple of others had a go the ball was chucked to me by a grinning captain who could clearly see that i didn't really fancy it but i stepped up gamely.

My bowling is a pretty lame medium pace that had bowled very few people in all the time i had been playing. I commence my run up for the first ball and end up lobbing in a looping full toss which the game but untalented batsman pulled for a 4. This is where the magic begins.....

On my next bowl i let go a half decent full length ball that he was clearly not expecteing which crashes straight on to his stumps, woohoo.
After much hearty congratulations and my next bunny arrives at the crease.
I let go another tame but accurate delivery that confuses him into an edge to the keeper and i have ended the innings, woohoo.

I was rightly chuffed but my proudest moment arrived at the end of the season when the league stats were published and there is little old me sitting a top the bowling averages with figures of Overs - 0.3, Wickets 2, Wickets to runs 1wicket - for every 2 runs scored off my bowling.

They didn't give me the best bowling trophy though the mean beggers but it would have been a bit of a cheek.

[Mr F]

When I was about 14 I was part of a youth club that was part of a national group called Covenanters.  Each year we would have an area competition day for all the groups in the Bucks Beds and Herts area.  This would include football netball basketball etc. 

I was never particularly good at football, would usually let the other lads get on with that.  But I started to show a bit of talent for table tennis, which a couple of the lads were good at already.  Anyway, there was only one place for the area comp so we were going to have a little tournament in the group to decide who would go forward. 

It was widely assumed that two of the foot ball lads would go through to the final and play each other, Chris and Anthony.  Everybody was a bit surprised when I ended up in the semi against Ant.  It seemed like the whole youth group was against me winning this one as everyone wanted to see him humiliate me on the table. 

Suffice to say I beat him in a tough game.  Everyone was booing me and saying I was lucky, but fair play to him he, he shook my hand and thanked me for the game which shut everyone up. 

I didn't beat Chris in the final and he lost in the areas, which was a shame because it was our last year in that age bracket.  I spent the next year playing whenever I had the chance and no-one challenged my place at the area finals.  I won the area finals four or five years in a row before I was too old to compete.  My mates have refused to play me since I was about 20.

Since then I've won league and cup titles plus runners up trophys in my eleven years in the local league, I even made it to the national final of the covenanters tournament one year, but none of those have ever meant as much to me as that one win in a little youth club tournament!!

[SKIPPYSKIP]

Ace - I need lessons

[ACE2M]

Ace - I need lessons

yes those stats really are quite poor skippy you must do better.

[SKIPPYSKIP]

my first achievement was winning the three legged race at junior school after the leaders 5 yards before the line, just like being rivered.

Still have the certificate for it, I was 7

[NoflopsHomer]

Sack race champion 3 years in a row at school.

I know you're all jealous...

[BlueWolf]

some good uns thus far.

Mines gotta be scoring 4 goals in front of a packed St Andrews crowd in my footy days. Was playing with the Wolves Youth team at the time against Birmingham and we were playing a game just before kick off and even then the crowd were giving us loads even though we were just kids, i actually got in trouble for celebrating my 3rd lol but it was well before bookings fo jumpin in the crowd.

Oh and lobbing Steve Bull (legendary wolves striker, who was playing in goal as he thought he was quite good) from distance in training on xmas day was kinda cool as well

[ariston]

Mine first one will probably seem a girly one but its hockey. In 1988 I scored more goals in the Northern Premier League for Sale than sean curly did (he was englands forward and won the gold medal). On transfering to bolton I scored 4 on my debut (followed by no goals in the next 9 games and I was dropped lol). I also managed to enforce a rule change when covering in goal one week when the golaie was injured- complicated rule where goalie cant hit the ball if its above shoulder height. When a shot was flicked towards the roof of the net I headed it over the bar (did have helmet so no brain damage jokes please). I played the rest of the season in goal and made this a regular occurance until the rule was changed at the end of the season (they didnt think it was safe for some reason).
My second one would have to be racing in the world team championships (banger racing) live on eurosport about 10 years ago. I was representing Derbyshire (we used to race in Buxton every sunday) and had a great days wrecking. To give you an idea 77 cars started the final and there were only 3 left moving by the chequered flag (I only managed to finish 3 races in 5 years to be truthful- my job was to kill as many cars as possible before I killed my car, my pal would then do the racing and we split prizemoney).
My final one would be shooting level par for the back nine in blackpool (pity I was 8 over for the front nine)- as a keen but at best 14 handicapper this was some feat for me and I managed a birdie,birdie finish.