The Yellers

Anyone who knows me, knows that I dislike sports. I personally find no point in them, especially watching them. Though I would never choose to play them, I actually understand a person wanting to play more than wanting to watch. I mean, it’s a game I suppose. Particularly well-known, is my dislike for the spherical objects used in many of these games; balls. This is probably due to my experiences in jr. high P.E. and having gotten hit on the head with volleyballs, but really, I mean, spherical objects hurtling through the air at various speeds? It really can’t be safe. Not that anything is, but I can’t possibly imagine getting in the way of a ball on purpose. I realize also, that dodgeball is possibly the worst sport of all, possibly even worse than football on the playing side of things. I know they play it on elementary playgrounds and there is no professional level or anything, but that’s probably because if adults did it, they’d kill each other. I mean really, a game where the object is to actually try to hit people? How terrible is that?
I’ve recently come to realize that one of the key things that I really dislike about people watching sports is the yelling. Why must people yell? and not just at the end or something but, like, the whole time. I must admit that this really bothers me. I would almost say I find it rude, but I don’t really because I know that in the context of the event it isn’t considered rude. At the same time, I still feel as though there is “rude” behavior going on. Besides that, it sometimes startles me as my grandmother likes to watch sports and she cries out alot. When I first started living with her, I’d rush out to see if anything was wrong, and it was always “the game”. I guess that maybe I’m just not used to the situation. In theatre performances, you don’t yell but applaud politely. Any uproarious applause are normally only during the curtain call. Whatever the reason, the fact remains – I don’t like the yelling. If I was ever subjected to an actual live sporting event, I’d probably kill my neighbor or something. Well, at least if looks could kill I would.