This is truly amusing.
Playing a game and worshipping it are two entirely different things.
My boys managed to survive to well-functioning adulthood without seeing baseball as an essential part of life.
And daughter just smiled at the brainless cheerleader bimbettes.
Both activities can disappear from the universe tomorrow with no discernable effect on the world, other than a possible rise in average IQ.
That was me growing up, and I still dislike sports mania. Funny thing is, while I would PLAY games, watching others just never turned me on at all.
So I maintained the legacy at work the day after the Red Sox' latest failure. The drive in was very pleasant for a change because no-one seemed to want to go to work.
When I arrived, I was nearly lynched when someone mentioned "The game" and I piped up, "Don't tell me! Let me guess! The Celtics scored the Extra Point against the Bruins?"
Bimbette : NOUN: Offensive Slang, A woman considered as sexually provocative and mentally vacuous.
An excellent discriptive!