I don’t understand sports, nor all the drama around it. A bunch of toddlers in adult bodies, chasing a ball or puck around like demented puppies on crack cocaine and who, apparently aren’t qualified to hold a useful and productive job.
The fans part with big bucks for a few hours of, well, whatever they get out of it and act like the fate of the planet rests on who wins the current encounter of a childs game. Going by what is observable, those same fans would be much better off if they stopped swilling the beer, put down the food, get out of the stands and actually play the game, or at least get some exercise (other than running between the couch-kitchen-bathroom, or seat-bathroom-concession stands)
I don’t understand sports, nor all the drama around it. A bunch of toddlers in adult bodies, chasing a ball or puck around like demented puppies on crack cocaine and who, apparently aren’t qualified to hold a useful and productive job.
The fans part with big bucks for a few hours of, well, whatever they get out of it and act like the fate of the planet rests on who wins the current encounter of a childs game. Going by what is observable, those same fans would be much better off if they stopped swilling the beer, put down the food, get out of the stands and actually play the game, or at least get some exercise (other than running between the couch-kitchen-bathroom, or seat-bathroom-concession stands)