Tennis.

"And Tennis?" my co-re. looked hopefully in the air.

"Well-um-well-er, dash it all-the weather has rather-I mean to say-militated-you know. You know." Suddenly shouting again, "But the Basketball are showing good form-figures not yet available, but we expect them to arrive in Wellington"

My co-re, and I let loose a sycophantic chuckle. We patted One of Them on the hear, disdained to recognise the Other, and took our departure.

Our further ramblings produced this.