Sinister: Superstars (Cue music, Brian Jacks doing squat thrusts, etc., etc.....)

[Pete Ramsdale]

Ah, sporting prowess. Now that was my bag at school. Loved it. Every
frozen, rain-sodden, mud-splattered minute of it. Honest.

My two main memories are, and forever will be, the following:

a) being about three miles into a cross-country run, covered in all
sorts of shit, wet through (having very probably fallen into the canal
at least once), and feeling totally, utterly and abjectly pissed off
with the whole shebang, when I bumped into a maths teacher who started
singing "Smile, though your heart is breaking". Unfortunately I didn't
at that point have the energy to kick him repeatedly in the head.

b) being told in my first ever rugby game to "go and mind the goals"
for a conversion attempt. I duly went, stood there, and performed a
quite incredible diving save to tip it over the bar. Needless to say,
I got seven shades of shit kicked out of me. I learnt the rules pretty
quickly after that.

No, sport was never my thing either. Although I can't actually
remember being picked last for anything. I always tended to be in the
group marked "distinctly mediocre".

B&S content? Yes, I have some, for once. My current prospective
relationship hangs on whether the girl in question likes Photo Jenny.
Oh, erm, and the other seventeen songs I put on the compilation for
her. But mainly Photo Jenny, since I made it the title track. Well,
she's called Jen, and......oh. You don't actually want to know. Fair
enough, I suppose. But it *was* B&S content, so I thought I'd include
it. I'll let you know if she's a convert.

Well, that's about it.

Back once again with the ill behaviour with the ill behaviour with the
ill behaviour with the ill behaviour with the ill behaviour with the
urrrrr eeeeee urrrrr oooooooh*,

lol p xx.

* Sorry. I just thought I'd continue my current trend of signing off
with bits from crap dance tracks. I won't do it again.
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