Karl Marx said, "Religion is the opiate of the masses." But that's not true. Sports is. At least with religion a believer must participate with frequent prayer, with self-denial, with fear of punishment. But
a sports fan has only to sit in an arena chair or in front of TV and root for a team of strangers to win a child's game which, for some reason, he or she is invested in the outcome. Sports also takes more time. While a devout believer may go to church regularly, or even during the week, the ardent sports fan will spend hours watching a variety of different games, each incredibly similar to the one before though the fan will deny this. And while most religions revere one god, sports fans have dozens. There is no question they worship these highly paid idols, giving them loving nicknames, praising them endlessly, even having parades in their honor if they have achieved such a major distinction as having won most of several games. And much of their love is because they think of them as belonging to their world, their city, their community, though most of them are from somewhere else—often where those hated rival gods live. But sports, like religion, is not something that can be explained. If you are an atheist, the blind belief in a heavenly being who sees all and knows all is incomprehensible. And, if you are not a sports fan, this continual devotion to watching teams of wealthy players try to win a meaningless game involving a ball is every bit as absurd. But I guess it keeps the masses out of trouble.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
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