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GoslingLooking Up Soccer In Mongolia Right Now, ProbablyWatertown, WIRegistered Userregular
From Jerry's post:
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
I have a new soccer blog The Minnow Tank. Reading it psychically kicks Sepp Blatter in the bean bag.
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
Isn't this also why people go to church? Well, one reason.
Not into sports or religion, I do sometimes miss belonging.
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
Isn't this also why people go to church? Well, one reason.
Not into sports or religion, I do sometimes miss belonging.
to a certain extent, yes
humans are social animals, we're tribal creatures by nature
the instantaneous gratification of belonging in a social group by sheer virtue of possessing a simplistic trait like professing a belief, appreciation, or affection for this or that is pretty potent
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
Clearly the solution is to simply wear all the costumes
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I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
yes as opposed to gamers who are so inclusive provided you buy the correct console
hahahaha who am I kidding, consoles?
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GoslingLooking Up Soccer In Mongolia Right Now, ProbablyWatertown, WIRegistered Userregular
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
Well, that part depends on how the fans carry themselves. Sometimes, yes. I've been to some Brewers games in Cubs colors and people start letting the alcohol talk pretty quickly. Most of the time, though, it's more like playing the guy next to you on the couch at whatever video game you care to name. You just happen to not be controlling any of the characters.
I have a new soccer blog The Minnow Tank. Reading it psychically kicks Sepp Blatter in the bean bag.
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
yes as opposed to gamers who are so inclusive provided you buy the correct console
hahahaha who am I kidding, consoles?
Tribalism is hurtful anywhere, and I don't know of a single medium that lacks it. And I think with games, a lot of that is rooted in the inability to buy all the games/consoles you want. But I feel like sports is almost predicated on it. To be a fan of the City Champions, you have to oppose the Rival Antagonists. Although to be fair, I've never heard a woman accused of bring a fake-football fan.
I had avoided it and perhaps the entire continuum of organized sport to be unlike my father, essentially; one of those impotent displays of personhood one engages in before they have discovered anything like a self. But I can sit by him as he fades in and out, and share a kind of consciousness with him; we agree on nothing, except nothing. We are molecular enemies. But we can agree that the ref is almost certainly on the take.
This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
yes as opposed to gamers who are so inclusive provided you buy the correct console
hahahaha who am I kidding, consoles?
Tribalism is hurtful anywhere, and I don't know of a single medium that lacks it. And I think with games, a lot of that is rooted in the inability to buy all the games/consoles you want. But I feel like sports is almost predicated on it. To be a fan of the City Champions, you have to oppose the Rival Antagonists. Although to be fair, I've never heard a woman accused of bring a fake-football fan.
Well, in sports they're called "bandwagon" fans and for some mysterious reason the majority of people who are called bandwagon fans end up being women! Crazy, huh?
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You know what I should just not post this
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This says a lot about my sense of humor I know.
now in my mind i'm slowly walking backwards and closing the door
How could he betray his true love of ostriches for a bunch of mangy mutts? Why, Tycho, why?
Woooooooow.
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That's a 6MB image bro, the limit on the forums is 500k.
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This isn't a sex thing. It's a public service.
Shame you're not one of those shelter dogs.
Coulda gotten a handy on the way out.
Dude, don't cheapen it.
well something's sticking.
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This, right here, this is a lot of the reason why sports is such a big part of society. It literally does not matter who you are. It doesn't matter who the guy sitting next to you is. It doesn't matter if the two of you would otherwise be bitter rivals. And it certainly doesn't matter that neither of you can play worth a damn. On game day, as long as the two of you have the same colors on, for the next couple hours, all is forgiven. You have at least one thing in common, and at that moment, that one thing is the most important thing in the world. And in most towns, just about everybody in that town has the same colors on, regardless of social status, which means it's easy to find allies. Even if you otherwise are basically socially detached from the rest of the town, show up in the colors and you've made instant friends of everyone in the room.
Isn't this also why people go to church? Well, one reason.
Not into sports or religion, I do sometimes miss belonging.
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to a certain extent, yes
humans are social animals, we're tribal creatures by nature
the instantaneous gratification of belonging in a social group by sheer virtue of possessing a simplistic trait like professing a belief, appreciation, or affection for this or that is pretty potent
nerds to it too, pretty intensely
all humans do it
it's our nature
The corollary to this is is a large part of why I want no part of organized sports.
"All you have to do to be the enemy of somebody is wear the wrong costume." Sports fandom can be the very essence of exclusionary tribalism.
yes as opposed to gamers who are so inclusive provided you buy the correct console
Well, that part depends on how the fans carry themselves. Sometimes, yes. I've been to some Brewers games in Cubs colors and people start letting the alcohol talk pretty quickly. Most of the time, though, it's more like playing the guy next to you on the couch at whatever video game you care to name. You just happen to not be controlling any of the characters.
Well, in sports they're called "bandwagon" fans and for some mysterious reason the majority of people who are called bandwagon fans end up being women! Crazy, huh?