Curmudgeons periodically disengage from society. I randomly go “off line” for periods as short as twenty minutes or as long as the 1980’s. I’ve been ignoring all media this week.
I just discovered that, in addition to some “liveliness” in Egypt, there is a sporting event today? Apparently steroidally enhanced men will engage in some sort of battle involving a non-spheroidal ball? So long as there’s beer I’ll watch it. I’m all for mayhem.
However, I lost interest in seriously following any sports when they stopped using swords and lions. Also I’ll never forgive Baseball for going on strike in 1981; I intend to pass on my hatred of baseball for at least seven generations. Karma’s a bitch!
I’m about to attend a sports related social event and I’m pretty sure beer will be involved so I am motivated to feign interest. In the interest of cultural unity I’ll offer my usual cheer: “Team A Rocks…Team B Sucks…Kill The Ref!” Can I have my beer now?
I can't fully appreciate any sporting event less manly than this.
P.S. I refuse to acknowledge commercials. A few years ago I heard a radio news “personality” comment on a TV news program about a proposed Superbowl commercial that didn’t air. That’s when I knew most journalists wouldn’t know a news story if it landed on their hairpiece and journalist schools should be converted to something useful…like a Wal-Mart. Go Team A!