Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Sports, my Waterloo

Sports and I, we're not a good team. K.. bad puns (and lousy grammar) aside, I'm obscenely bad at sports. So bad, that I'm injurious to YOUR health. Really. I kid you not. I once broke my friend's fingernail while playing basketball. Not the pretty ,'Oh my manicure' kinda nail breakage. Oh no.. it was the bloody, potential infection type.. the really fun kind. Ooh.. she was mad then.. The fact that we're both still best-est friends is testament to what a nice person I am.. or She is (you chose.)

It always bothered me tat I was so dismal at sports. Any kinda sports.. basketball, football, cricket, even foozball. I mean, I'd gladly give up my learning-to-read-by-myself, never-had-to-study-for-a-math-exam-till-college brain (the pinnacle of scholastic achievement I know. Pff) Yes, I'd gladly give it all up just so I could be phenomenally good at sports. Or even marginally, for that matter.

The other day I was 'attempting' to play foozball in the break-room at work. So some young, hot-shot-like nerdy boys decide to play against me. No prizes for guessing who's ego/pride/self-respect died a painful, painful death.

When I was younger, it bothered me SOO much that I couldn't imagine guys having crushes on me. All because i was soo athletically challenged. The first time I was 'asked-out', my reply was 'I can't throw, I can't catch, I can't run, I can't hit. Can you deal with that?' (I thought it was really cool at the time.. i wasn't too bright as a child) I was so petrified of people finding out my evil secret ( like I've said before, i obviously wasn't too bright as a child) tat I never played anything at all. Shivonne, my sister still teases me for reading Tinkle at a beach picnic instead of playing.

Well, things have changed now.. comparatively at least. I'm still pathetic at any kind of sporting activity. And I still freeze at the thought of competitive sport playing. But I've learned to let go.. to an extent. Maybe one day I'll find a sport I'm really good at. Maybe I'll get over my lame-ass paranoia. Till then I shall take heart.. I kick ass at thumb-wrestling.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

ever tried pen fight? I used to be real good at tht.

Anonymous said...

Here's for us suckers at sports *Clink*

And btw, the tinkle at the beach thing is the only way I EVER could make fun of you or torment you (Apart from that time when I knocked you unconcious that fateful day and you didn't remember until I told you..One thing I learned? I wasn't the brightest one for reminding you of it.)

Unknown said...

I think karate or kick boxing would suit you..I should know..I was at the recieving end quite a few times!

Tanisha Christo said...

I sooo totally understand!!
I have had to learn the hard way that footballs, volleyballs and hockey sticks dont like me- they have (on several occasions) physically proven that. painful memories :(

Unknown said...

Sheryll......
i just dont know wat you say, you make me laugh.. trust me i totally understand, but seriosuly this is way too hilarious.... shiv is equally funny.. she s like the cartoons.. you can experience a way lotta emotions and sound effects when your around her..
so the two of you together... i need to find a wacked out name... ill post it over here soon...

Anonymous said...

Finally something that I can say we're worlds apart at :-P

I'll trade with you. Sports lessons for something else that will benefit me. I don't know what that is yet. Will let you know as soon as I find out :)