IN most situations it’s unfair to generalise about people. However, if you meet someone who does one of these sports, it’s safe to assume they’re a massive bellend:
If your biggest worry is whether your horse can trot sideways elegantly enough, most people will find you very hard to relate to. Dancing is usually seen as a fun activity for doing with humans, rather than animals, so be prepared for people to judge you as a posh weirdo with more money than sense.
Congratulations, you’ve decided to dedicate yourself to a sport that involves getting up at 5am every morning. You’ve given up ever having a lie-in for the chance to spend your leisure time freezing in a boat with a bunch of other privately educated pricks while being yelled at by someone called a coxswain. Brilliant.
If you’re looking for a way to be massively elitist and highlight the fact that you’ve got thousands of spare quid to piss away, then sailing is the hobby for you. When you’re not out on the waves, you can enjoy mending your halyard and chatting to other idiots in red chinos and deck shoes about the next regatta you’re attending.
Polo is basically a posher version of croquet for people who can spunk a fortune on owning a horse. And what’s all that money for? Being bounced around a muddy field with eight people, most of whom are called Rupert or Mungo, while you smash at each other with mallets.
A sport for people who are fundamentally unable to face the real world. Rather than enjoying any of the dozens of real sports available, you’ve instead decided to spend your weekends twatting about in a park on a broom yelling about a snitch and looking like an absolute wanker.