I mean, seriously. They’re probably the best invention by man and they’re all-around good for you.
I could go on and on about why I think this way, but I’m far more interested in what my ‘opponents’ have to say?
Because I just find them boring. Good for me? Sure, but then so are vegetables and I don’t like them, either. This is very much a matter of taste.
I’m not sure how, all I know is that I was born not giving a shit about who beats who in anything and I will die that way.
I only like sports if I’m playing them, or if someone I know is playing the game. Otherwise, I have a negative interest in sports, if a game is playing on TV or radio, I’ll switch the station or leave the room. I actively avoid professional sports, except to make fun of the latest thuggish activities by a Dallas Cowboy. Those 'Boys (as they’re known around here) have a very busy dark side.
I find them boring, but what I hate more than sports is the crowd. Especially the noises.
I recall when I was a little girl I’d go to visit my great grandparents and my great grandfather had his baseball games turned up so loud we had to yell to hear each other over them, and he was in another room. I dreaded visiting because I knew I had that to suffer through.
But even without the noises I just have no interest in watching people play, and I definitely have no interest in joining a team.
Do you mean playing or watching?
Watching: I don’t care about competitions I don’t have a personal investment in.
Playing: I am lazy.
I find them boring as fuck, not the least bit intellectually or emotionally stimulating. I find attending events where everybody is dressed in the same jackets/t-shirts and the hive-mind mentality on display (not to mention the obnoxious drunken douchebaggery also on display) depressing . I find people talking about sports, whether in a social situation or commentators/athletes on TV to sound like the most brain-dead morons on the planet. I find the “home team” blind worship as disturbing as crowds shouting “USA! USA! USA!”. Basically, I don’t give a shit about any of it and don’t find it entertaining.
You mean spectator sports, where fat-assed people sit around on sofas and bar stools and engage in some sort of strange neanderthal encouragement of a bunch of men doing something-or-other with a ball? Sometimes while wearing a shirt similar to that some guy they admire also wears, sort of like the neanderthal practice of wearing mammoth skins?
Um, yeah. Boring as ever-loving fuck, who gives a damn, really? I’d rather watch paint dry. And, watching other people run around and do shit is not “sport.” It’s “sitting on my fat ass and watching people do something that I wish I could do in a fantasy world.” Not sport.
Or do you mean as a participant? Which is definitly more interesting, and if you’re referring to being the person who actually runs and does stuff, yeah that’s sport.
I would say more along the lines of playing, at least when you were younger. Because if you play, I would say you’re more likely to be interested in watching too.
I like some sports, both watching and players. I dislike others.
So I have no problem understanding why someone would not like the ones that I like.
I enjoy participating in some sports: specifically boxing. And I’ll watch that and MMA. But football, baseball, basketball, soccer and so forth bore the piss out of me to watch. They are literally worse than doing nothing.
I’m not sure why people care that I and others like me don’t like sports, the attitude expressed in the OP is not uncommon. I’m forever running into people who act offended that I’m utterly uninterested in the fates of the Memphis Grizzlies and whatever the Nashville NFL team is.
There are a few that i enjoy playing. Baseball and volleyball mostly. But I don’t like watching any.
Well, if one doesn’t have any athletic talent, then it makes sense they wouldn’t like playing sports. If one never enjoyed playing any sports then they may not care to watch them, either. IME, most people tend to enjoy watching sports they played when they were younger.
I live in a big football town. I used to play pick-up games as a kid. Heck, I remember The City of Champions vividly. I used to be into watching the local pro football team play. Then, a bunch of seasons ago, their QB cried when he got benched in the middle of a game. That broke me. Crying because you got pulled from playing a game!!! Cry because you can’t pay your rent, or because your wife left or your truck died, but some millionaire in tears over a game?!!
Now I only watch the local pro team play if it’s part of a social situation, like visiting my gf’s parents. I do enjoy keeping up with the CFL a little, but not enough that anyone would consider me a die-hard fan.
So, OP, now maybe you’ve got some insight on those who don’t care for sports.
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Because they’re like the best thing ever. Duh. 
No so good for you if you are simply watching instead of playing, which is the case for the vast majority of sports fans.
Sport is a shared delusion, it doesn’t acutally matter where a ball goes. Despite saying that, I do enjoy watching some sports. I like test cricket, which lasts for 5 days and often ends in a draw, so I’m not well qualified to preach on the matter. However, I do understand there is no objective reason another person should share my sporting interests.
Perhaps, I should be more clear.
I’m referring mostly into playing sports. They obviously promote good qualities like discipline, confidence and teamwork. Also, they teach you health and exercise. Why wouldn’t all people enjoy them?
I’ll admit I can see how watching sports can get boring, but at the same time I can really get into a game or performance. Certain athletic talents are prevalent across the skill set and it is clear to see.
Why do you care if others don’t find sports as interesting as you do? Is it some personal offense to you or something?
I used to play football and baseball as a girl. I had back then and have now absolutely NO interest in watching those games, unless someone I know is participating. Most sports don’t involve what I’d call style points.
I watch what I consider the nonsport games on the Olympics, things like some of the gymnastic routines, and the skating where the skater is judged on artistic merits. If it’s just a matter of who gets a ball into the goal the most times, that’s boring to me. If you like it, fine, as long as you don’t insist that I watch it too.
I mean, I don’t like fish, and particularly shellfish. But my husband and I go out to Red Lobster now and then, and get a steak for me, and add a side of crab for him. We’re able to split the side dishes and he eats the crab and part of my steak. And he really, really loves that crab. That’s OK. I enjoy watching him enjoy the crab. And I like avocado, and artichoke. When I eat it, I don’t insist that he eat it too, because he doesn’t like those foods. That’s OK. I think that they are awesome, but he doesn’t enjoy them. He’s tried them, and they simply are not to his taste. Are you saying that he SHOULD eat them, because a lot of people like them?
You know, I don’t understand why everyone doesn’t love the musicals of Stephen Sondheim. They are so reliably and uniformly wonderful that they make me doubt my disbelief in god. Persons who don’t like Sondheim musicals, or musicals in general, are a mystery to me; it seems to me such persons are missing one of hte great pleasures of adult life. But I don’t think they’re weird; just different from me.
Oh. You have never had arthritis, or any other chronic disease where it hurts to move, then, I guess.
I hurt when I move, unless I’m so doped up that I don’t feel anything but happy. And in many cases, sports can cause serious injuries. I know that a lot of coaches here used to urge kids to play through the pain, which has caused death.
My daughter is into martial arts, and has a brown belt in taekwondoe. THAT’S a sport that promotes discipline and confidence. And I’m very proud of her, and jealous, too. But that is not suitable for me.
My doctor has specifically forbidden me from participating in any sort of exercise other than walking, water activity, or using a CardioCruiser or similar exercise machine, because it’s far more likely to do me harm than good.