Leicester goalkeeper and PE teacher.
I was thinking about my interest in sport and how my parents decided to go and see Mark Wallington, my PE teacher and also ex-Leicester City and England goalkeeper (2 caps for England under-23s, and Peter Shilton understudy). Despite the fact I hadn’t booked an appointment for PE at their first parents evening, my Mum and Dad perhaps slightly starstruck and curious at my lack of interest in PE went to see him.
He said “Adam gives it a go but doesn’t seem to have any real interest in sports, does he play any sports outside of school?” To which they replied “Yes – he plays snooker.” Perhaps it doesn’t qualify as physical education, but Mr Wallington said: “That’s Good.”
By complete chance I was looking in a suitcase of old photos in Tat, a secondhand and random goods shop, and in amongst them I found a black and white picture of my old PE teacher, Mr Wallington, in his Leicester City playing days, and I thought maybe I should take up snooker again.
I was thinking about some of the things people say about my character and how snooker might help explain or be part of the reason I am who I am.
I was thinking about thinking and thinking about my love chance, decision maths, and knowledge of sporting stats that I don’t really care about.
Snooker is the answer.
