I agree that pro sports have become grotesquely steroidal, metaphorically and literally - way too much hoopla, fanfare, glamour, and moolah. Same thing with Hollywood and all its inane celebrities. But I’ve always liked the idea of pro-sports. After all, for a relatively few people, sport is what they can do best in life, so let them do what they’re good at for the few years they have to excel at it.
I think you’re a lil off-base with the slams on conformity, uniforms, teams, etc. Yeah, it’s a post-Piscean age, but they’ll still be sports teams, albeit they’ll be limited to localities … and they’ll definitely be Aquarian-age armies. Oh, and you’re wrong about sports not being able to produce genuine surprises. They can and they do.
Back in the day, (I’m an old creep, btw) a pro athlete might have achieved a certain amount of renown, maybe the type of guy who never had to pay for his own drinks in a bar, but during the off-season, would have to go to work at, say, dad’s aluminum siding business to make ends meet. That made sense. Athletes were journey men entertainers, no more, no less. Now they’re celebrity-gods, lapping up the fame and jingle.
The Super Bowl, the Olympics disgust me for obvious reasons. But holy beans, did I love to participate in sports when I was a kid, yes, even as they often terrified me. I learned to take the terror head-on, I learned that a bloody nose wouldn’t kill me or otherwise cause me to fall apart. Yeah, I learned to take a dodge ball in the face without crying. I think I’m a better person for it.
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Date: 2024-08-06 05:03 am (UTC)I think you’re a lil off-base with the slams on conformity, uniforms, teams, etc. Yeah, it’s a post-Piscean age, but they’ll still be sports teams, albeit they’ll be limited to localities … and they’ll definitely be Aquarian-age armies. Oh, and you’re wrong about sports not being able to produce genuine surprises. They can and they do.
Back in the day, (I’m an old creep, btw) a pro athlete might have achieved a certain amount of renown, maybe the type of guy who never had to pay for his own drinks in a bar, but during the off-season, would have to go to work at, say, dad’s aluminum siding business to make ends meet. That made sense. Athletes were journey men entertainers, no more, no less. Now they’re celebrity-gods, lapping up the fame and jingle.
The Super Bowl, the Olympics disgust me for obvious reasons. But holy beans, did I love to participate in sports when I was a kid, yes, even as they often terrified me. I learned to take the terror head-on, I learned that a bloody nose wouldn’t kill me or otherwise cause me to fall apart. Yeah, I learned to take a dodge ball in the face without crying. I think I’m a better person for it.
Fun read, thx.
Best,
Will M