I'm conflicted. I want to like soccer, sorry -- football -- but I don't. I really don't. I like football just fine. No, stay with me -- American football. John Madden and Tom Landry's football. It's soccer, football to the rest of the world, that I don't like. I should probably be more athletically enlightened, but I'd rather watch synchronized swimming than soccer. Hell, I'd rather watch bass fishing. At least something happens in bass fishing, even if its just a snagged lure in the weeds. I'm not going too far out on a limb here in saying that there's a better chance of seeing a real lunker of a bass hauled in than there is of seeing a soccer goal scored.
Sporting events are meant to have scores. Preferably double digit scores, but any score will do. Imagine walking out of the Staples Center after throwing down the equivalent of a mortgage payment for tickets and saying, "Well, Kobe didn't score tonight, but he got a two shots off."
You're buddy replies, "And how 'bout that game winning free throw with no time left?"
"One to nothing, what a nail biter."
We were at a pub not long ago where a soccer game was on. Brenna said to our friends, "Wow this is an exciting game."
Billy responded, "This is the highlights."
Hah! My point is even made by true soccer fans. They have to sit around and watch all of the goals from the past twenty years spliced together to get the adrenaline going.
I never liked playing soccer either. The three times in elementary school Pys Ed we were forced to play were torture. It was like running wind sprints with the distant hope of being able to kick a ball. I think it was around the same time we were learning the metric system. The metric system I don't mind. It's logical. It works. The metric system is more exciting than soccer.
Now, I know that damn near everyone in the civilized, marginally civilized and just plain uncivilized world agrees that football is numero uno. But by that reasoning my iTunes would be filled with Celine Dion and Yanni.