I was never the sportiest kid around, but I loved playing most sports, and still do. It’s the competitive side of me. I love playing football especially, but I’m really not great at it. It’s a bit embarrassing really. Plus I go bright red, and always have done, whenever I do any sort of exercise.
I remember once being into basketball as a child, and we had an outdoor basketball court at our primary school. I was playing basketball with a couple of my friends and some older kids, teenagers. I don’t know the technical term for it, but I got one basket. Got the ball in the hoop. Once.
It was a great shot. People congratulated me on it, in a kind of patronising “we know you’re pants at this but you got a basket so well done” kind of way. I didn’t mind.
I was proud of that shot, and still am.