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Sports are Romantic

September 2, 2007

Much to the disappointment of many men, most women don’t find sports very interesting. In fact, unless a lady plays a sport, she probably doesn’t care if she ever sees ESPN.

Conversely, some women abhor the idea of dealing with their man’s love of sports.

However, if women (or possibly men dating women who love sports) would simply examine the situation beyond the simplicity of the game and see what a sporting event can represent in the life of their loved one they may take a different view. In fact, they might even realize that sports are romantic.

I know many of you are shaking your head, or slack-jawed and aghast at this moment, but hear me out.

Sports may seem like a bunch of men simply chasing and controlling a ball. However, a sporting event is really a miniature, epic battle between good and evil, wherein a hero emerges triumphant after he makes that touchdown, or sinks that basketball at the buzzer winning the game for the home team.

(Of course, the team your lover is rooting for represents truth, goodness and all virtue in the world.)

Furthermore, some people live vicariously through sports. Thus, somehow, by the magic of the game, a man can become that ‘triumphant hero.’ That means, if you play nice with others during the game, you can be the princess whose favor the hero has won by triumphing over that dastardly foe.

Plus, if you’re lucky the closest thing your man will get to actual war is football.

And football, well, all the bodies crashing into each other and all the men getting sweaty, dirty and bloody — that’s hot. (Or maybe I just think it’s hot because I’ve dated a few football players.)

Sorry, I got a little side-tracked there. Just because sports aren’t really war doesn’t mean you can’t treat your man like he’s Mel Gibson in Braveheart.

Okay, maybe sports aren’t particularly romantic, but they sure are sexy.

In fact, I’d better stop thinking about it all so much until I’m married.

(Written for the SDSU Collegian 02/10/04 — back in the day when I was the sport’s page editor of one of the greatest weekly newspapers in the state.)

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