In My Write Mind
The back and forth, the clear cut delineation between winner and loser, the action, the camaraderie, the strategy, the adjustments, the speed, the passion, the precision, the concentration, the rhythm, the sweet science of it all. It's the resason we keep watching. It's why we try our hand at it whenever we get the chance. It's why we emulate and imitate, why we practice, why we care about getting it right.
It's the reason that we care, one way or the other. Makes us want to cheer and root and boo and hiss. It's a connector of sorts--to your neighbor, your mate, your childhood friends and your college buddies. It helps fathers and sons, fathers and daughters, helps families to bond. It's all about merchandising. It makes some people millionaires while others go broke.
It's an escape from the everyday. Competition at the highest level. The best of the best. The creme de la creme. Even folks that couldn't care less can get sucked in, if only for a moment, and become believers. That's the glory of it. The marvel of it. The reason for it. So many choices, so many ways, so many reasons to get sucked in.
Some live vicariously through it, view it as poetry in motion, music to the eyes and ears. Some enjoy it as passive, mindless entertainment. Whichever way you view it, you WILL view at least some of it, at some point. Whether it be through video golf (LOL), pick-up games at the park or at the Y, flag or tackle on the high school field, free tickets to the ballpark or arena, our siblings, offspring, best friends or colleagues...all of our lives are affected by, and touched by, sports.
It could be the Final Four, the World Series, the U.S. Open, the Masters, the Super Bowl or the NBA Finals. All huge events that make us watch, even if just for a moment. Make us root for the better team, the underdog, the team with the better uniforms, the black golfer, our alma mater. It could be the Pistons or Spurs. The Yankees or Red Sox. Venus or Serena. Your favorite boxer or football team. We all have our favorites for life...or for this instant.
And THAT'S the reason why sports is what it is. It gives us what we need, what we crave--an outlet, an excuse, a reason. It's why we keep watching even when our team sucks. There are hard and fast rules, but never hard and fast outcomes. The best team or athlete on paper doesn't always win. That's why they play the games. That's why it matters. Why we keep cheering or rooting or booing. It's the reason why.
And it is why we will keep watching, in some way, shape, form or fashion. Doesn't matter why or when. We'll do it just because.
And isn't THAT is the best reason of all?
scribbled by Will at 6/08/2005 08:24:00 AM
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I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear. (Joan Didion)
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