Review: Odd Shaped Balls, Old Red Lion

“Finally, a piece of me made sense”

The narrative about the lack of out gay sportsmen and women has to be accompanied by an examination of the ways in which ‘news’ of sexuality is reported and received, especially in the social media age. And fortunately that’s the focus of Richard D Sheridan’s Odd Shaped Balls, first seen in Edinburgh last year and presented here in a reworked version by Plane Paper Theatre (who also delivered the excellent Don’t Smoke in Bed at the Finborough earlier this year.)

James Hall is rugby team the Chiltern Colts’ star player, spearheading their latest promotion to the top tier of the game. But with success comes increased exposure and as a media handler is brought in to help prevent the sweary faux pas for which Jimmy has become infamous, it soon becomes clear that there’s more than just loose lips that he wants to keep under wraps. For though he’s loved up with a girlfriend, he’s also secretly intimately involved with a man. Continue reading “Review: Odd Shaped Balls, Old Red Lion”