Better Know a Contender?

Back in high school, I played rugby.  I was pretty much the smallest dude on the team, even as an upperclassmen.  But, I was also the fastest guy on the team.  This made me pretty valuable in terms of stretching the field and breaking for big gains in the field position battle.  At the end of my Junior year, we had this barbecue affair where we did a little inter-squad scrimmage, ate burgers, and then had a little gag awards ceremony.  Well, what I received for my efforts was the item pictured in the upper left.  You see, I was fast... So... Get it?

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He Skates So Well!

Oh my... Look at him go.

Is he...?

Is he a...?

Is he a negro?

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