I like the ones where it's just 2 guys, in a ring, beating the snot out of each other, or people doing normal human things, like running or jumping. There's something real about that; savagely natural. Mano a mano.
But I don't get those sports where people are chasing balls around, with sticks, or brooms or christ-knows-what; they just seem so arbitrary. Who cares that some dude is really good at bouncing a ball? Or sliding down a hill on a piece of wood. Or slapping a rubber puck with a stick of wood?
Then, on top of that, people manage to form deep, almost spiritual allegiances to random squads and teams, generally made up of individuals who have NO connection to the city or town they play in. That's just weird to me.
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