Time Out for Sports

So, the Yankees won the World Series on Wednesday.  I’ll never forget watching this one in particular because Malachy was still sick, threw up all over his bed, and I wound up doing laundry until way past 3AM.  Thank goodness for TiVo, as there was constant running back and forth between Shien and me to his room every time he was coughing, even after the first incident.  Shien also had a huge case study to finish.  Aiya.

I’ve been wondering a lot about why it is that I could turn on sports on TV and just sit and watch it for hours if there is any team I am remotely interested in.  I know it sometimes upsets Shien and I’m sure she doesn’t get why either.  After all, it can’t be good for my health…  the excitement or the stress and “anger” at times.  So, I think I’ve come to the conclusion that it may be an “id” thing, especially, but not exclusively, for men.  We want to be on the winning side and we want our side to win, no matter what.  We might even wish ill-will towards the other team and their players.

Isn’t it amazing how we can so dislike an opponent and find out all of these reasons for not liking him, but as soon as he’s traded to our team, we might even start liking and enjoying having that person on our team?  I watch the news and whenever there is news about war, it’s impossible to explain to Malachy.  How do you explain why one side wants to destroy or annihilate the other side?  I think I’ll watch sports with even more guilt now.  Maybe, just maybe, sports provides that feeding of the “id.”

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