A father and his son, Bobby, arrive at the local Rugby match and Dad can’t find the tickets.
Dad: “Nip home and see if I left the tickets there.”
Bobby: “No probs, Dad.”
Half an hour later Bobby returns to his dad who is patiently waiting outside the stadium.
Bobby: “Yep, they’re on the kitchen table where you left them.”
The cricket match is really boring – no runs, hardly any wickets. The spectators are getting really fed up. They’re yawning and getting restless.
After a while some of them notice that the sky is getting cloudier and cloudier, and darker and darker. And then, all of a sudden, all the lights cut out.
“That’s the first time bad play stopped light,” shouted somebody high up in the stand.
Nothing is ever so bad that it can’t be made worse by firing the coach.
The wrong pitcher is the one who’s in there now.
A free agent is a contradiction in terms.
Whoever thought up “It’s only a game” probably just lost one.
It is always unlucky to be behind at the end of a game.
The trouble with being a good sport is that you have to lose to prove it.
It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose until you lose.
In sports teamwork is essential. It enables you to blame someone else.