In the whole wide weird world of sports, none are more bizarre than the sport that is known as anvil shooting. The objective is to launch the notoriously weighty chunk of metal as high in the air as possible.
It does not take the IQ of Einstein for one to see the major problem with blowing a metal object that weighs several tonnes hundreds of feet into the air because, as the Allan Parsons Project so cleverly stated, “what goes up, must come down.”
I wonder exactly how the anvil shooting society (if there is one) tackles that unfortunate force known as gravity?
Of anvil shooting, one champion had this to say: “People talk about the joy of sex, but it don’t last like the joy of shooting anvils.” I’m going to take his word for it.