Sometimes the world (or the slice of it devoted to sports, anyway) gets so obsessed with a topic that it dominates all internet discussion.
My twitter-topic (sports-related) peevs:
1) The fucking Jordan/Bulls doc. Absolutely do not care. Was exciting as a kid, but non-Auburn sports-nostalgia is not my jam.
2) The a.m. soccer crowd. My morning feed is littered with "news" about the West Blothington Toppy Bottoms' new manager and the worries that the German Jelly Doughnuts ($1 to JFK) might get relegated to some other of the 9000 pro leagues.
3) Wailing and gnashing of teeth if there isn't....GASP...a full 2020-21 season of a pro league's season. The horror...the horror. Ditto the college fans crying about it. So what if Eastern Washington doesn't get to cause optical nerve damage to opposing teams this year.
1) Mildly disagree. Being reminded that no matter what anyone may say Kobe, LeBron or any of the people since are not in Jordan's world isn't terrible. I do tend to like documentary-style things. I thought the one about Shaq and Dale Brown was pretty good. But they do have to humanize it and give me a reason to care. While proving (again) that Jordan was just on a completely different level it didn't have enough human hook. What might have been good, honestly, was to do something that talked about the fact that the two greatest athletes in human history were born about 90 days apart. Bo Jackson was born at the end of November, 1962 and Jordan was born Feb. 1963. That's insane to me and a better documentary subject than just Jordan. I did like him killing the stupid ass thug Pistons, though.
2) 100% on board. Do not give a fuck.
3) Had already been trending this way, I guess, before the virus. But I don't care, really. If you told me there would never be another MLB season, another CFB season, another NBA season, another NFL season? It wouldn't devastate me. I think I'd be fine. I could go the rest of my life and never watch another game and just don't think I would miss it at all. Used to spend part of every day checking scores, watching highlights worrying about what the Braves, Red Sox, Auburn (football, basketball, baseball) or whatever were doing. I thought there would be a huge gap in my life without it. There's just NOT. It's not important. I don't need it.
I do wonder what all the illiterate twits who can barely keep it together WITH the (ridiculous) millions they earn from the game (I'm looking at your bitch ass Reuben Foster) would be doing if they didn't have that to keep them off the streets, but hey. Prisons aren't THAT full.
So let me move on to mine:
A) I don't care about the fucking draft. I don't care that Tinka Turdybologna scored less than a plant stand would on the intelligence test. Or that Jalen Hurts was the second worst score. It's funny. But I don't care. I don't care that al.com is making excuses for him by claiming that Saban's offense hurt his draft stock (when his coaches actually say he was too fucking dumb to do anything else). Well, I do care actually, I guess, but the fact is that I don't WANT to care any more. I don't want to hear about it, see it, or have it occupy any portion of my mind.
B) I'm honestly sort of glad all the organized sports leagues are shut down. I've been sitting on my porch watching kids actually play with each other for weeks now. Play like we used to. Making shit out of nothing. Some kids got the scraps from a housing site and built them a little fort in the common area of the neighborhood. All day every day there are kids out riding bikes, playing with their dogs, chasing each other around... being kids. Without this "oh-so-horrible!1! virus" you'd never see these kids out. Their parents would be shuttling them to dance practice, baseball practice, softball practice, soccer practice, lacrosse, etc. etc. etc. I think this way is actually better for the kids. They damn sure seem happier. I honestly had no idea there were this many kids even in the neighborhood.
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