Unlikely Sporting Glory

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Despite playing numerous sports to a semi decent level, playing in finals across multiple disciplines and winning more than my fair share of trophies etc, one 'sporting' achievement will always stick with me...

When I was about 12 or 13 I hung about over the town centre like a scroat, with a massive group of lads and lasses of varying ages. One time a policeman came over to have a chat and noticed I was chewing gum when he was addressing me. He apparently took this as disrespectful and told me to spit it out.

Trying to be cool, I refused, so he threatened to drag me home. At that I spat my chewing gum out and volleyed it into a bin approx 10 metres away. The surrounding crowds (about 30 other scroats) were jubilant. I celebrated like the love child of Marco Tardelli and Ryan Giggs. The copper just walked off. Never ever topped that moment in all my sporting endeavours.

Any of you had any unlikely sporting glory?
 
Aged about 14, I scored the winning goal direct from a corner for our wee village team to win a BB county title.

Spectacular in swinging kick into the top corner.....naw.

Duffed it along the bye line. The opposition goalie and right back both went to clear it and they collided. The ball then hits the backs shin and deflects just over the line.
 
I suspect many of these will go back to school days....

Mine is in a rowdy school class... a boy on the other side of the room threw a rubber across the room that hit me. I picked it up and feigned to throw it back. He smirked, opened his mouth wide and pointed at it with both hands.

So I chucked his rubber back, straight into his gob! :whoo:
 
No doubt Imurg will be along in a minute to remind us of his 10 wicket haul which turned out to be the best bowling figures in the whole of Bucks in about 1982

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back when i was a cyclist. we had training rides with maybe 20-30 guys in them and we always sprinted for village signs out on our Sat and Sunday training rides when we were't racing . i was a sprinter and usually won a fair few except this one that was at the top of a long steep hill in the Chilterns. always last on this particular sign and always grovelled up the hill as it was quite long and steep at the end.

one morning we headed up here with me hanging off the back of the group with about 250 mts to go to the top and the sign. all of a sudden two Dobermans burst out of a farm field behind me a started chasing us a great speed.

Well i was pretty spent by then, but summoned up magical power of preservation and shot off though the group just taking the sign at the top to the surprise of the rest of the group... until they saw the dogs that is
 
Managing to cycle about 500 yards whilst fast asleep. Boy the previous night was a good one.

The downside was that I had to turn around and deliver the papers to all the houses I had missed.
 
Not really glory but glory for me. Was co-erced into doing some track athletics in my mid teens (before I found golf). When I was 14 entered the northern district athletics champs 400m which was held on a cinder track in Elgin, Moray. Anyway all the races were pretty busy excpt mine. When it was called only 3 turned up. That spurred me on and went out far too quickly and tied up horrifically over the last 100m. Nevertheless my nice bronze medal (for coming third or last depending on how you look at it) was my one and only athletics medal, both my friends I went with were much better runners than me but didn't get any medals as they went 800/1500. The words "I was third, no you were last" lasted a long time.:rofl:
 
Has to be my four try haul playing rugby at school.

Two in the first half and two in the second. Next weekend ran in a hat trick to make it 7 tries in two matches.

Scores about 20 tries that season only payed about 15 games though...
 
I scored 6 goal v Hurdsfield Rovers when I was 13. I still tell my grandson this ( he's the star and I mean STAR striker in his team and has been since he played for them aged 12). Why? Because he's yet to beat this!!!! The best he's done is 4. I keep telling him it's not going to get any easier as he gets older, but I'm worried every Sunday afternoon when they call for Sunday dinner that's he's done it. :D
 
At school I was fairly decent at Badminton and made the school team.
We had an England U16 international in our class and he made the rest of us look very ordinary.
During a practice match I was playing him and managed to flummox him with a flick serve that had him scrabbling around like an octopus on ice...
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Bagged 5 in a game when playing for my local team Sandbach United at under 15s. We had just got a new kit and hadnt been allocated shirts so we just pulled out the bag and I got number 12. Scored my 5 in the first half and got dragged off at half time as we were 7-1 up.

Since then 12 has always been my lucky number hence my Forum name, Jates12.

2nd greatest was playing cricket for my local side. I was 2ndXI skipper and we took the weakest side possible to an away game against top of the league and we had arranged a club night out after the game. My thought process was to bat first, get rolled out for less than 100 them knock them off sharpish and get back on the ale. Well we scored 143 AO (Yours truly was back in the hutch for a golden) Came out to field with not much hope, we reduced them to 20-5 and i claimed all 5 of those, we bowled them out eventually for 87. A heroes welcome ensued when we got back to the club as everyone expected us to get battered, it was a great feeling.
 
Away at a wedding, the night before a load of us we were playing pool. One guy turned out to be the 2nd ranked pool player in the UK. I beat him, so that helped my rankings!
 
I once got sent off playing schoolboy football...
And, got caned for it, the following day, by the headmaster...

On another occasion one of the opposition was giving it large so I proceeded to kick him up in air at every opportunity...
Teach took me off with ten mins to go telling me to grab my kit and make my way to the mini-bus as he was concerned there might be a post match ruckus because of my actions...

Wouldn't have known it at the time, but the lad I was giving a hard time went onto playing for England..
 
Pupils 'v' teachers rugby match. Star teacher, with blond dyed (permed) quiff, who loved himself. Being a county level sprinter back then, now built for comfort, I turned him inside out. The final try had him spinning in circles and the whole school cheering, jeering and laughing. From him I got a "well done, and don't ever do that to me again." It also got me a date with a future Miss Wales, that I turned down as I had a football match to play.
 
I only scored five goals in my entire career which is pretty bad when my old man played for Tottenham. Three of them came in one game when I had scored on two tap-ins. A minute to go and the ball came to me on the edge of the area - thought what the hell and let fly. Straight into the top corner. Unreal.
 
Playing for my old Sunday league team at centre back, managed to bag a hat-trick - swept away the first from a low cross after our corner was cleared, header from a corner from the second and then given the ball by the centre forward when we got a penalty (he already had scored 4 at that point), so with little skill, just hit as hard as I could and sent the keeper the wrong way. In my 10 years of playing for them, probably only scored about 10 in total
 
Threw a perfect game of beer pong in Las Vegas, packed bar went wild

My anti sporting glory is not lasting 2 seconds on a bucking bull ride and still having a 1 second nickname from a certain set of friends
 
Five catches and a stumping in a league match in Whytleafe in Surrey on an artificial pitch that sloped about 30 degrees. We laughed about it and the football pitches next door. Little knowing we'd end up having to play a double header end of season football fixture (30 mins each way x two games). You literally couldn't see the crossbar of the goal standing on the goal line at the bottom of the slope and standing as a keeper on the edge of the box would see the chest up of the players in the other area. Most bizarre couple of pitches I've played on ever
 
U11 football cup final.

I wasn't even on the bench, but one of our players couldn't make it because of illness so I was promoted to 3rd sub.

1-1 at full time. I came on for extra time and scored twice in plimsoles (didn't bring boots because I wasn't supposed to be playing) and we won 4-2.

That was 1977. I don't think they'd let 10 year olds celebrate on the pitch with Pomagne after the presentation nowadays :o
 
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