This is the first, and quite possibly the only time I will ever post about sports on my blog. I don’t follow sports, I don’t play sports and you guessed it…I don’t even really like sports. I like to run, I like to cartwheel, I like to climb trees…I don’t like to be hit in the face with a ball, which is usually what happens to me when I participate in sports.
If you’re one of those people who follow sports, you probably know “My team” made it to the super bowl, well, if you can really call a team I have yet to watch a single game for, “my team”. I guess the Seahawks are doing pretty good this year right? Up until two weeks ago I literally had no clue. However, when the entire city of Seattle was decked out in “12”s, I knew something was up. To be honest I don’t even know how sports teams even improve from year to year. Don’t the teams with more money just buy up all the best players? I have a conspiracy theory about professional sports but for the sake of time we’ll skip over that bit today. I think professional sports are dumb, I mean…I went to high school football games and it was sort of cool because a) A bunch of people I knew were at the game and b)A bunch of people I knew were on the team. In college (well when I attended a large state school) it was sort of the same deal. I attended a total of two football games and I kind of cared (okay, that’s a lie, I didn’t care at all) because it was MY school but I don’t understand professional sports.
The Seahawks are “My Team” I guess, but I don’t really know why. Actually, I don’t even know what a seahawk is, I also don’t know why people would use the hashtag #beastmode when referring to a bird, if in fact a seahawk is a bird. I’ve never met the players on the team, they certainly don’t go to my school, and I’m pretty sure they aren’t even from Seattle (although I don’t even care enough to google search it). It’s all over the news that some Seahawks player (Sherman?!?) was doing something mean or wrong or somehow controversial, and I don’t even have it in me to click on the link and read what it says…I’d rather spend my time reading your blog. Or eating string cheese. Or writing Blair Waldorf quotes in my planner.
Yet…some part of me feels as if I should watch the Super Bowl (I still don’t know if “Superbowl” is one word or two) this year. I love Seattle, and wholeheartedly agree with my dear friend Macklemore, about this city being “filthy” and what not. Part of me feels obliged to bond over the same event everyone else seems to be bonding over. But, at the same time this whole scenario sort of just feels like seventh grade when all of my friends were getting boyfriends and I wasn’t, long story short, seventh grade romance sort of sucks so was I really even missing out? I think not. I mean is it worth devoting a Saturday I could be doing anything else to watching a football game I know I won’t understand. Also…what would I wear because I don’t like sports jerseys and also I don’t think Pink has a Seahawks line. I only like going to parties for things I don’t care about if I get to wear a cool outfit.
My internal struggle is real. What’s a girl to do?
P.S. Is there a team called Dolphins…(I feel like there is)? I think I would have an easier time commiting myself to caring if I could wear a shirt with a sparkly blue sea mammal on it and scream “Come on Dolphins” or something to that affect.