Give me some scratching, diving, hungry ballplayers who come to kill you.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I like to try to hit all of my dives.
Although I'm a scratch Ping-Pong player, there is no possibility of me beating a top professional.
The last time I played rugby, I busted my nose bad, and that's incentive not to get down and dirty in the park anymore.
I must be the only player in the world who ever injured himself for a tournament by stepping on a shell on the beach. I don't know what I'm going to do.
A squirrel attacked me. I got attacked by a squirrel in Battersea Park. They're dangerous. It's rare. I've torn most of the ligaments in my knee. So no football for me. It's early retirement now. I've got a floating knee-cap!
I used to ski. I still play basketball a little bit. I'll play soccer but more in a safe environment, never on a full-grass pitch.
I love playing sports. I'm overly eager and aggressive and not very skilled, so it leads to many small injuries.
I kill flies, I eat meat, you know, whatever.
I've got a great life that I really enjoy. But there is something chewing at me inside: that adrenaline rush from football, I miss that.
Every time I step onto the field, whether people like it or not, I'm not trying to play dirty - I'm just playing tough.