My friend Gaz forgot his shorts for badminton tonight. He was faced with the choice of sitting it out, playing in his pants, or wearing his jeans on court. He plumped for the latter, and cut a rather forlorn figure in the changing room, clutching his racket clad in his sports top and long trousers. He looked at me rather despairingly with puppy dog eyes and said "This is going to be on your blog isn't it?".
Well yes. Yes it is. You cannot expect to be running around the court like one of the Bash Street Kids at PE and not have it broadcast to the world. Perhaps he will start a new trend in leisurewear. Soon we will see Tennis Stars in a nice pair of stay pressed trousers, and Olympic Hurdlers warming up in their boot cut denims. Nike will be extoling the aerodynamic qualities of corduroy amd boys in da hood will be playing one on one basketball in their split new new Air Flannels.
In fairness to Gaz, I was wearing shorts and he still beat me. At least I didn't look like a prick though.
Nightcap
15 years ago
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