It's superbowl sunday and I 'm trying to convince my self to get off my rear and go this party tonight. I was tempted by a friend at work to come hang with them this evening. All weekend I've ponder the thought of attending, however, I'm just not feeling it. I have no attention span for sports on television, there are billions of things I'd rather be doing. It's not even on my radar.
It's so hard for me to sit in a room of people who are all so into the game on TV and I'm staring at the architectual pitch of the ceiling above me. I've faked it for so long I finally stood up and said "I hate sports" in fact they suck.
I don't say that too often, but this topic falls into that catagory (that's the "it sucks" catagory mind you).
Anyway, I've played sports and when you're competative it's fun, but I don't have that competetive gene. But hey, I see it's place- I'm not stupid I'm glad everyone's different, I'm just not that person to have a conversation about sports with. I'd glaze over faster than a Krispy Kream.
mmm, mmm dounuts.
2 comments:
The horror! The horror! You have finally raised the white flag offically surrendering to your disdain for sports.
As for me, I will carry to the grave my contention that if you understand the game being played (all the way down to the nuances of it) and it is played well, it is a beautiful thing.
I must agree with Brian. Your hatred of sports disturbs me. But each to his/her own. I love you dispite the fact that your appreciation of games well played is as deep as an acorn fallen on the ground. Perhaps one day it will take root and grow a bit. There is hope!
As far as the party is concerned, I only wished for a Superbowl party to attend. Instead, I sat at home and watched the whole thing by myself. Superbowl parties are simply excuses to get together. You should have gone. Not everyone would have been into the game as much as you think.
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