…is very weird to me. I don’t understand sports at all.
“We decided to see who could jump the farthest. You won, so here’s a metal disc.”
Boxing is a sport. Basically competitive face punching.
“Let’s see which one of these people can hit the other hard enough to cause a brain injury.”
And then we invent elaborate competitions. We devise complex rules. None of it makes any sense, but many of us take it very seriously. In basketball, you can’t just grab the ball and run across the court. You have to be bouncing it, and there are strict rules about how this bouncing must be performed. Baseball is just as insane.
“We throw this ball at you. You try to wack it with a stick and run over there. You want to step on these bags. If someone catches it in midair, you have to go sit down. You can’t not go sit down. If you refused and decided to step on the bag anyway, that would ruin everything.”
I have no impulse to participate in such contests. I am, in every way, incapable of any interest in sporting competitions. I’ve discovered this over the course of my life. If the majority of people was like me, sports would never have been a thing. I imagine some ancient Sumerian weirdos standing around:
“En-men-lu-ana wants to get together and see who can throw a rock up into the air the highest.”
“Well I’m not doing that.”
I guess the majority of people would consider it a good thing thing that the majority of people are not like me.
