I suppose it is a measure of my acute estrangement from pop-society that I had no idea an important American football game took place yesterday.
No wonder the gym was practically empty!
I already must have been asked half-a-dozen times today by complete strangers what I thought about the result, the performance of the quarter-backs, the defence, etc. WTF?! I've no idea what these proles are talking about. Nothing.
Now don't get me wrong. As you know, I'm into fitness, weight-lifting, and competition, and becoming more so. And I've been known to watch the occasional rugby match or tennis tournament. My background in rugby, squash, and rowing at prep school and university levels is documented.
But, as always, I would rather do than watch.
Professional sports are to fitness as porn is to sex.