Everyone has their perfect person.
It's not the actual sporting that bugs me--other than football--it's the SPECTATING FANBOY thing. I'm happy for a guy to go ahead and PLAY anything that suits him. Golf every day! Join a bowling team! If he's are playing in a basketball game or a soccer game or whatever, I will gladly attend and cheer for him. Hunt and fish to your heart's content.
But I cannot bear, just cannot--I know this is weird, but it's just how I
AM--I cannot STAND for people to sit on the couch (or in a recliner or a bean bag or whatever) surrounded by munchies and drinks, with the television at 90% of his volume, and watch and scream and yell as if they're in a 90,000 seat arena, instead of 15 feet from my bedroom! And do this all day, if not ALL BLOODY WEEKEND.
And I can't think of a more annoying thing for anyone to want to talk about than how well someone they've never even been in the same CITY with, much less know personally, kicks or throws or catches some generally spherical object. (If it's not you or your immediate family who's doing it, WHY DO I NEED TO KNOW THIS? )
Especially annoying if they've just met you and you've said, "I'm not into sports at all."
I mean, Everyone has their perfect person.
It's not the actual sporting that bugs me--other than football--it's the SPECTATING FANBOY thing. I'm happy for a guy to go ahead and PLAY anything that suits him. Golf every day! Join a bowling team! If he's are playing in a basketball game or a soccer game or whatever, I will gladly attend and cheer for him. Hunt and fish to your heart's content.
But I cannot bear, just cannot--I know this is weird, but it's just how I
AM--I cannot STAND for people to sit on the couch (or in a recliner or a bean bag or whatever) surrounded by munchies and drinks, with the television at 90% of his volume, and watch and scream and yell as if they're in a 90,000 seat arena, instead of 15 feet from my bedroom! And do this all day, if not ALL BLOODY WEEKEND.
And I can't think of a more annoying thing for anyone to want to talk about than how well someone they've never even been in the same CITY with, much less know personally, kicks or throws or catches some generally spherical object. (If it's not you or your immediate family who's doing it, WHY DO I NEED TO KNOW THIS? )
Especially annoying if they've just met you and you've said, "I'm not into sports at all." Seriously. I didn't even want to know about basketball when Thurl Bailey was my neighbor and Karl Malone was sponsoring softball teams in my Dad's USSSA league and coming to cheer at their games every weekend. Both very nice fellows...just DO...NOT...CAR
E..about the basketball!
See. It's good that I'm not married. I have no patience for people! Never mind what I said about there being any more where yours came from.