Sunday, December 30, 2007

brute sport.

as another year winds to an end, my first inclination is to reminisce about all of the great sporting feats that have occurred this year. I'm currently watching the final bengals game, and the fact that i'm writing this as the game is going on should tell you how disappointing the season has been. you've got one more year marvin. one more year. show me that defensive mastermind side of your psyche because i've been waiting five years for it to be unleashed.

anyway, i've realized over the past couple of years how much more i appreciate the intricacies and soap opera-like identity of sports. i used to live and die with my local teams. my sunday would be ruined, or severely injured, if the bengals lost. i was too dependent on my teams. last night, however, i was able to witness history, and i was all for it. as the patriots were putting a stamp on an unprecedented 16-0 season, i found myself rooting for them to make history because i wanted to see it. most people i know, minus a select one or two (justin), didn't want to see the patriots finish the perfect season. why not? does anyone else not think that it's amazing that you just got to watch a football season in which a team went undefeated. i don't know about you, but i wasn't alive in 72 to see the dolphins go 14-0, which by the way is not 16-0, so fuck em anyway.

i wanted to see barry bonds break the home run record. when he did it, i was literally upset i didn't get to see it happen live (damn west coast start times). it's like the climax to a long, intricate novel. i don't often read a 500 page novel so i can toss it aside with 50 pages left and say "fuck this." see it through to the end. if you enjoyed it enough to make it that far, you may as well finish it up. regardless of the ethics of the bonds situation, i was still able to witness history. i know this all sounds overblown and ridiculous, but i'm passionate about this shit, and therefore want to partake in the historical moments of the substance i spend so much of my brainpower concentrating on.

ESPN is my news network. i'm almost 27 and really have no interest in watching CNN or the nightly news. don't get me wrong, i stay informed, but i'd be lying if i didn't say that i'd probably rather watch a division II college basketball quarterfinal than an update on which way the contingency of voters is leaning in the state of iowa concerning the democratic nomination. barf. i mean come on, just look at everything that has happened this year aside from the aforementioned spectacles: michael vick and his dogs, the nba reffing scandal, brett favre, tom brady, and randy moss breaking records, the colorado rockies!, the red sox winning another!? championship, the mitchell report, peyton manning getting his superbowl, roger clemens' "alleged" doping (which i've been calling for years by the way), the debacle that has been the college football season (fuck the BCS), and dozens more. constant adrenaline. if i could sit at a round table for 10 hour days, watching and talking about sports, i'd be happy. i wouldn't even mind that extra two hours of work. wouldn't bother me a bit. you don't even have to give me a lunch break. no problem.

the football seasons are wrapping up, college and nba basketball are in full swing, and the ultimate soap opera that is the baseball season is lurking in the shadows. fucking beautiful.

1 comment:

R. Zach Thomas said...

There's more drama in one month of cycling, then there is in all the other sports. Teams are going bust, riders are getting popped, and every once in a while, someone goes down hard in a crash and gets put in a hospital for a month.

Check out or and you'll see what the hub-bub's all about. You'll soon see that baseball players are a bunch of fatasses, and basketball players are a bunch of crybabies. It takes a real man to fly down a mountain at 60 MPH, with nothing but one scant millimeter of spandex between him and the road.

Get into it.