I think I remember why I hated games lessons so much... oh yeah:
I'm always paired up with idiots who shout and show off in everyone's faces all day.
I'm horrible at anything involving physical work, so I suck at football. Therefore, these idiots get angry at me when I make mistakes... all the time.
It's 0 degrees centigrade outside and yet we're standing here in a ridiculously temperature-sensitive jumper and shorts for kit.
I'm tired, my limbs are dead, I just want this to not happen again. Unfortunately, it's going to happen every tuesday.