They aren't. I try to pay attention when the Bears are on during a Sunday afternoon. I try to keep my mind on the game and off churros when I go to Comiskey with my family. I've even kept reddening, unblinking eyes glued on the tv when I come across a basketball game on tv. But all I end up thinking is "Jesus, this is boring."
The only sport that was ever fun for me was cross country. I absolutely loved to run. As a dancer, I loved the idea of being physicaly active while not having to play well with team mates. Not that I'm hard headed or difficult to get along with, I just get my head stuck in the clouds and drop the ball, no pun intended. But cross country brought a new fire to my life: competition. I could run a whole race, with my mind wandering wherever I wanted it to, and all I had to do was make sure I could run faster than most of the girls there. I was good at it and it was awesome. BUT then I got a stress fracture which never healed quite right and now whenever I run I get a sharp pain in my left leg. So there that went.
Well, this blog made me sufficiently angry at the sport of cross country.
Boo, sports. Good riddance.
I'm sorry Anne..
ReplyDeleteBut what about slam? That could be a sport..right? We certainly had to work. And we did jumping jacks before bouts, thats physical. And we got thai, severly times, after competitions, just like little kids who get mcdonalds after a soccer game. So yeah. Slam is totally a sport so transitive property you can't hate them.