Sunday afternoon, in the summer. That used to mean a baseball game on TV. We loved our Yankees! And when baseball season was over, there were football and basketball and a couple of others to tide us over to spring training.
Why don’t I watch sports anymore? Why do I not even like sports anymore?
In no particular order, here are some factors: thuggery, on and off the field; pro sports franchises preaching and abetting Wokeism; mining the fans for every penny they can get; it looks and sounds stupid; exalting athletes who aren’t really all that good; sports leagues and teams hopping on every bandwagon that passes by; drugs; political manipulation (like, say, the Olympics) of defenseless nincompoops; lots and lots and lots of cheating–
Well, you get the idea.
Willie Mays, I miss you! Phil Rizzuto and Bill White, Tom Seaver and Tim McCarver, I miss you! Yes, for most of my life, I loved baseball. The other sports were mostly filler; in our house, we loved baseball.
There’s just nothing to love about it anymore.