Yesterday's incredible Manchester City vs. Queens Park Rangers game is all the evidence you need to refute the "sports are a waste of time" naysayers.
Forget for a moment all that was on the line with this game...the EPL title for either Man City or Man U; relegation for QPR if they lost. In fact, Relegation Sunday is one of the great days in all of sports, and it is something I sometimes wish American baseball would consider.
How can you not be moved by that outpouring of joy and emotion?
Even without all the drama of the final day of the season attached to the game, it was the aesthetics and sheer improbable lunacy of the game itself that reinforced my devotion and appreciation for the thrill that is athletic competition.
First, there is the wonder and glory of watching the human body in motion. Forget computers...to my mind, the inner workings of a computer can't compare to what goes on with the human brain when it comes to firing up the body's muscles and tissues and setting it in motion. There are few sights as exhilarating to me as seeing the human form in athletic endeavor...the grace and the power. One recalls the great Shakespeare monologue from "Hamlet": "What a piece of work is man!"
Then, there is the unpredictable and unscripted nature of sport itself. In a world of increasing mediocrity and bland predictabilty and faux-drama masquerading as "reality", sports are one of the few things left that are unpredictable and the fickle finger of fate and chance are always in play.
No matter how great something is, every time you read a book or watch a play or a movie, the narrative remains the same. Romeo and Juliet die. The Titanic sinks. Dirty Mary and Crazy Larry get hit by the train. Thelma and Louise drive off the cliff.
In sports, the outcome is not predetermined. There exists still in sport the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat...that heightened sense of electricity surging within you when the outcome is in doubt. You feel "alive".
Sports is a joy and it is also a release...a pressure valve, especially in this modern world...and I make no apologies for my love of sports.
Edited by Strider, 14 May 2012 - 01:12 PM.