A Proud Day - updated - page 4.

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The competitors lined up in their starting positions, a few beads of sweat present on the brow of all. They looked along the line to lane 5, they'd heard the stories that this athlete had dominated the event back in his homeland of Manchester. The crowd waited. A couple of children started chanting, "George's Dad, George's Dad...." . Soon, another class had joined in. Another chant had broken out simultaneously, "Come on Kev, Come on Kev....". The atmosphere was now electric. It took the athlete in lane 5 back to when he would stand on the Kippax Street Stand during his younger days.

The race announcer instructed the gladiators to take up their starting positions. "On your marks.....". The tension was unbearable as the warriors focused on the task in hand. "Get set,". A final look up at the finish line and destiny. "GO!"

They were away and jostling for position, the front runner atarting to get into his stride. No need for our hero to panic, he had trodden this path before and had absolute faith in his ability. He picked up the pace, he knew that a thousand eyes were on him. The chanting grew to a crescendo. The more he ran, the louder they became. He was about to take over the leader. He recalled the adrenelin of triumphs past. He took the lead, the crowd gasped. A cheeky wave to his fans, DISASTER. He dropped the egg. Quickly, he picked it up and replaced it upon the wooden spoon. He'd lost the lead again but the new leader could hear the hooves pounding behind him. Intimidated, he dropped his own egg. Our hero had gold in his eyes. He wasn't going to pass up another opportunity, he regained the lead and kept his nerve. As he crossed the finish line, the crowd erupted.

The 2011 Dad's Egg and Spoon race was over and Kev had shown the good people of Hull exactly what Manchester folk were made of.
 
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Good to hear that the schools of Hull haven't banned such events on the grounds of contravening health and safety laws. I mean, one end of a wooden spoon is pretty pointed, especially when travelling at speed. Were one competitor to suddenly stop, for example, to pick up a dropped egg, a trailing competitor may veer out of their lane and right into the end of the aforementioned spoon. The results could be catastrophic.
 
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another generation said:
Good to hear that the schools of Hull haven't banned such events on the grounds of contravening health and safety laws. I mean, one end of a wooden spoon is pretty pointed, especially when travelling at speed. Were one competitor to suddenly stop, for example, to pick up a dropped egg, a trailing competitor may veer out of their lane and right into the end of the aforementioned spoon. The results could be catastrophic.
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I appreciate your support. It took a lot of effort on my part but I came good in the end. If there is enough interest over there this time next year, I'll see if a can flirt a few tickets in the direction of the good people of Norway.
 
A proud day my life.

Lol. I won the parents egg and spoon race this morning. It was great to beat a load of overweight, pyjama wearing, jeremy Kyle loving types. The 'running home from the pub with a pint in hand' training paid off.
 
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citykev28 said:
The competitors lined up in their starting positions, a few beads of sweat present on the brow of all. They looked along the line to lane 5, they'd heard the stories that this athlete had dominated the event back in his homeland of Manchester. The crowd waited. A couple of children started chanting, "George's Dad, George's Dad...." . Soon, another class had joined in. Another chant had broken out simultaneously, "Come on Kev, Come on Kev....". The atmosphere was now electric. It took the athlete in lane 5 back to when he would stand on the Kippax Street Stand during his younger days.

The race announcer instructed the gladiators to take up their starting positions. "On your marks.....". The tension was unbearable as the warriors focused on the task in hand. "Get set,". A final look up at the finish line and destiny. "GO!"

They were away and jostling for position, the front runner atarting to get into his stride. No need for our hero to panic, he had trodden this path before and had absolute faith in his ability. He picked up the pace, he knew that a thousand eyes were on him. The chanting grew to a crescendo. The more he ran, the louder they became. He was about to take over the leader. He recalled the adrenelin of triumphs past. He took the lead, the crowd gasped. A cheeky wave to his fans, DISASTER. He dropped the egg. Quickly, he picked it up and replaced it upon the wooden spoon. He'd lost the lead again but the new leader could hear the hooves pounding behind him. Intimidated, he dropped his own egg. Our hero had gold in his eyes. He wasn't going to pass up another opportunity, he regained the lead and kept his nerve. As he crossed the finish line, the crowd erupted.

The 2011 Dad's Egg and Spoon race was over and Kev had shown the good people of Hull exactly what Manchester folk were made of.
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[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-7Vu7cqB20&feature=fvwrel[/youtube]
 
Re: A proud day my life.

Well done Kev! When you dropped that egg it must have felt like your world had come crashing in, you were like humpty dumpty rolling around in a puddle of your own shell and yoke crying 'what have I done, what have I done!'. Like a real man though you pushed those scrambled thought's aside, kicked all the kings men in the proverbial’s and then rode their horses on to victory past that other poor excuse for a dad who cracked under the pressure. Some would say you poached the title, they are wrong, because when it came down to it you looked into the whites of the other man’s egg and he was found wanting, you my friend were not! All hail King Kev of The Spoons!!!
 
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citykev28 said:
If there is enough interest over there this time next year, I'll see if a can flirt a few tickets in the direction of the good people of Norway.
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Good on, you! Shame I missed it, this time around. I only travelled back here on Saturday, from sunny Manc. Would have been worth the away trip to 'Ull. As far as tickets are concerned, get in touch with the Scandinavian branch, OSC. There are always a good few Nogs over for City's games, and they'd probably appreciate the extra sports event.
 
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