Maybe it’s time to head down to the lanes.
Now that the Super Bowl is out of the way (as well as, locally, the Winter X-Games), I get a chance to withdraw from spectator sports for a while. Til baseball’s spring training, at least.
Not being much of a fan of basketball or hockey (on TV), the only sports I’m likely to tune into are maybe the new Hank Haney series with Ray Romano. Not that I’ll know when they’re on. I’ll have to check with Number One Son, who’s always watching The Golf Channel.
The topic of TV sports reminded me of a conversation I once had with a neighbor, who used to actually compete at Wimbledon and the U.S. Open, French Open, etc. (In tennis… obviously.)
Anyway, since she retired from world-class tennis, she’s taken up golf with an equal passion and dedication. And we were talking once, about something or other, and I happened to mention that I don’t watch golf on TV. And she was not exactly aghast, but close. She then said, “And I suppose you don’t watch tennis on TV, either?”
And I countered with something like, “What would happen if I happened to have a brother who was a professional bowler? Should I expect you and everybody else we know to watch bowling?”
Spectator sports are fine, when all you want is to be a spectator. (I definitely would’ve felt like that, if I’d lived in ancient Rome and you’d given me the choice of either participating in or simply watching gladiator fights.)
Bowling strikes me as definitely more fun to do, then to watch. (Even if the beer was free.) Likewise, golf.
That’s just my personal take.
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I caught a glimpse of the latest installment of Hank Haney and Sir Charles last night, and even the “cognitive therapist” (or whatever his title is) seemed pessimistic.
Well, school’s out for spring break, so it’s time to gas up the Gulfstream and get outta Dodge.
If you checked into my “About” page, you’d see that I claim (among other things) to never watch The Golf Channel.
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