Bowl

I work with sports people. The arthroscopic knee and shoulder surgeons are considered (I'm not making this up) Sports Surgeons. Well, they do deal with a lot of sports injuries, but hardly exclusively. They also attend games as the teams doctors, to assess and wrap limb injuries. Which is all a long way to go to say, I'm surrounded by people who care about college and pro team sports.

Having worked with the very religious (LDS) and very political (republican conservative), I can only say that when the subject of 'The Game!' comes up, I encourage it. What game? you may well ask. Whatever game, says I. I will politely pretend to listen to any discussion of players and their perils, because although they are of no interest to me, none of it offends me. I can nod and smile and agree without a relevant thought in my head. I've been known to say, "Hey, did you see 'The Game!'?" There is always a game.

D's father and brothers would have The Game on when we visited on holidays with (american) Football playing, or golf, or basketball, and D would mind, but I figured, better than his father reading scripture aloud. The tv is out of their living room now, so that hasn't happened in at least ten years or more.

We did join in while the Red Sox won the world series the first year we were in Boston. Baseball is the one pro sport I can enjoy, and in that place, at that time, hard not to be caught up in the excitement. I still don't really know most of the rules of that game, even though I enjoy watching it live. I love watching the world cup, beautiful and comical, no rules needed to appreciate. Caring about who wins or loses escapes my understanding. Which means I miss the social aspects of superbowel. And struggle with crosswords, since I can't remember names, aside from Ott and Orr. (Wait, one of those does hockey.)



I like the athleticism, the movement, but the appeal of competition escapes me. I can enjoy it as I would a dance, for the spectacular moments of what humans are capable of.





No doubt we'll catch some of the Puppy Bowl.

I do hope Seattle wins, since that's the prevailing opinion as of Friday at work. Can live without the whining and wingeing if they lose.


Oh, and D found this, the Key and Peele Superbowl Special.