I don’t like watching sports.
Never had. Probably never will.
And yes, I am a straight male.
It’s come to my attention that there are some serious sports fans amongst us, male AND female. And more power to you.
Growing up ridiculously uncoordinated with a father who taught me everything he DIDN’T know about sports, it’s no real wonder why.
I didn’t play em, why should I watch other people I don’t even know play?
This does make for the occasional awkward moment during mixed social events where I’m expected to make small talk amongst strangers. I’ve gotten pretty good at faking it though.
Random guy: How ‘bout those friggin’ Chiefs, huh?
Me: No kidding!
Random guy: I mean, that was unbelieveable! (Insert random sports related tidbit here)
Me: Yeah, you’re tellin’ me!
(ad infinitum)
The major downside to this was dating women who were big sports enthusiasts. I’ve found few things emasculate me more to female sports fans then telling them they know more about “the big game” than I do. I might as well break out the high heels and mascara.
The upside, naturally, has been how I’ve been able to relate to the larger percentage of the female population who, like myself, couldn’t give a rat’s ass who wins the damn game.
Sunday nights? Yours.
Monday night football? When’s THAT on?
You wanna watch your favorite tv show? Knock yerself out.
So criticize if you will. But just remember… when you and your buddies were getting stinking drunk screaming at the top of your lings at the TV set, I was at Ceramics class.
With your girlfriend.
Anybody else (men especially) out of the sports loop?