When I was a junior, my school introduced badminton, which was clearly a P.E. department ploy to get me away from the wrestling room, and it worked, since the first time I played badminton was like the first time I tasted sushi or heard the Beatles or read Wordsworth. This was a sport? This counted for gym requirements?
Rob Sheffield (2010). “Talking to Girls About Duran Duran: One Young Man's Quest for True Love and a Cooler Haircut”, p.37, Penguin
