Sports Issues
Some of you may think that I don’t seem like a big sports guy, because I make fun of everything. How could an awesome and intelligent person like me numb my personality down enough to stare at grown men running around and touching each other for three hours straight? Well first, I would like to mention that I only like really manly sports like hockey and football. I also only watch the professionals. I’m not the type of guy to devote my life to following people’s high school and college sports careers because I’m straight and not a creepy scumbag. With that being said there are plenty of things about sports that annoy me to the point that I begin questioning my sports loyalties.
I’ve gotten to the point now where I can’t talk sports with other people, or participate in any type of online sports forum. I just can’t do it. I used to visit a forum for my favorite football team and it ended up being one of the driving forces in my ever increasing hate for society. After every loss the message board would be filled up with posts saying “We’re terrible, fire all coaches, trade every player, start over!”, and after every win the board would be filled with posts saying “Yes, we’re the best, we can make it to the Super Bowl!”. Overreaction by a bunch of idiots with nothing else in their lives except football. They’re really just grown children and not in a fun, cool, playful way, like me. Their brand of man-child is primarily tantrum and insecurity based and it should be, because they’re fucking idiots.
Sports fans also have a tendency to think they’re part of the action. They get all riled up and ready to get unnecessarily physical in one way or another. Here’s some video evidence of people watching boxing and thinking they’re automatically tough for just being there.
Sort of in the same vein as the video above, I also despise ultra competitive douches that sports attract. They think that just because they wear their team’s jersey every day that they are actually part of the team. This delusion breeds screaming and general loudness directed towards the television. It annoys me when I’m walking down the street when a sporting event is on and I hear people in their house screaming for their team. You can usually spot these houses by the gigantic team flags they have flying off of their house.
I’m also not a big fan of fake names. For instance, if your team is playing their biggest rival they usually call the rival by some not-so-clever name like the New England Cheatriots, Buffalo Jills or Dallas Cowgirls. As you’ve probably noticed, most have them are set up to look like girls names. Oh snap! How clever! These guys haven’t came up with an original insult since they were five years old, and even then, they probably got it from overhearing their father on Sundays. Douchebaggery passed down from generation to generation.
Don’t get me wrong, I still get excited when my favorite sports teams are doing well, and some games can be legitimately exciting, but can’t we just calm down and act like adults? Am I supposed to feel ashamed when your team beats mine, like everything about you is legitimately better than me? These people must feel like it’s the only thing they are good at in their lives, being a fan of a winning sports organization. It’s sort of like thinking that you’re a genius businessman because you win the lottery.
I complain, yet I’m still going to have favorite teams, and hope they do well. I realize this seems hypocritical bashing sports fans when I’m one myself. Sort of like how every time I travel somewhere I end up complaining about how stupid tourists are, when I myself am a tourist.The best I can do is root for my favorite teams in the most classy and adult way possible. I’ll drink wine and smoke a fine cigar while possibly even wearing a beret and a monocle. Plus, being composed when there’s 50 jackasses around you hopping up and down, screaming like elephant rape victims, really attracts the ladies.
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Yeah some sports fans really depend on their team for their own emotional well-being. It’s pretty sad. It’s just a game. I do get upset with losses, and tend to be happier with wins, but I don’t let it affect my life.
Worse is when you throw alcohol into the mix- those types of sports jackasses only become more boisterous.
I enjoy the game (whether it be baseball, hoops, football, etc) – and I cherish being at the game or what-not. I don’t treat it like most fans do.
I live in Chicago and a Cubs fan, and I can’t stand Wrigley most days. Just absolute college frat kids drinking and not really treating the game with the respect it deserves – calling players names, being as loud as possible – it’s just stupid.
Fans are dumb.