Let’s put it into a nutshell....the NFL says that a quarter of all their players will end up with brain issues later in life...the majority of broken records in professional baseball were made by steroid-freaks...the boxing world is run by mafia...the NBA is hiring out immature kids who say they can play basketball but are more like two-year guys who are up-and-out...the pro baseball owners make themselves into idiots by doing a seven-to-ten year contract, where the player is unmotivated by year four and no one “fire” the guy...and pro-hockey has never come back from it’s one-year of strike.
About a decade ago, I lost respect for most all sports. It wasn’t just one or two. Baseball and it’s records and financial stability are a joke. Football (especially the NCAA) cannot be considered a sport anymore. The NBA might able to retrieve some of it’s glory....but only by dumping ten of the current NBA teams and requiring all players to complete four years of college before arriving at the pro’s.
Somewhere in the midst of this darkness...I still have this memory of Larry Bird pulling rabbits out of a hat, and displaying some type of motivation that was thought to be extinct. Yeah, I hold out for some fantasy episode of Alice in Wonderland...where a wonder-kid from some midwest university arrives, and displays plain old-fashioned talent, and wants more out of the whole team, than of himself.
1972, the year I graduated from high school, was the year of the Baseball strike. It ended my interest in professional sports for the rest of my life. Well, A certain movie helped. The movie was really only a bit of a comical punctuation mark to the decision though. I consider sports to be something you DO, not something you WATCH. But that’s just me.
BTW, the movie was Rollerball.
“the NFL says that a quarter of all their players will end up with brain issues later in life”
Strange considering that half have brain issues early in life.