Tonight I helped out with a hammer competition. My part was the most minor part possible, I just bought the hammers back. It was good fun and I enjoyed seeing Jacob throw from a different perspective. It was a bit scary as well though. Some of the men were chucking it 50+ metres and it was going at speed when it clattered into the cage on a no throw. Jacob just missed me with one throw, ungrateful little sod.
It was a masters competition but other folk can be “invited” and compete. The useful thing for the invitees is that throws are measured and count officially towards things like PBs. It was good seeing older men and woman enjoying themselves – they should televise it, not for the performances, but for the banter.