Sports
Sports are funny. I don't think there's really much of a learning curve, in many ways it's an all or nothing sort of thing. Some people get sports, either the watching or playing of them. I want to be one of those people, I try to be one of those people but I fail miserably.
I'm not saying I know nothing about sports, for a girl I can hold my own. But there is a definite point where I'm just out of the conversation entirely. I've been spending a lot of time lately with the guys in the sports department, and just guys in general and so I listen to a lot of sports talk. I can enjoy the stories from the former jocks when they discuss their glory days, but when they start talking about baseball bat differentials I'm lost. I'm also out to lunch when soccer, basketball or baseball come up at all. I make up for it with the fact that I can whoop their ass with tennis knowledge.
Speaking of tennis, I've spent this week watching as much French Open as I could, and it wasn't much. But I think in many ways the French Open is the most interesting grand slam tournament. There are so few players out there who really know how to play on clay that the matches are surprising and there are most 'upsets' than in most of the other majors. It also has a great sound to it, along with the sound of balls being whacked over the net and the typical grunting from the players, there's this great scraping noise as players slide across the clay.
Also on the tennis front, I attempted to play tennis this week. It didn't go terribly, and it was decided I'm better at tennis than basketball, but it's become very clear to my coworkers and friends here in the Hat that I am not an athlete. One of my friends tries too explain how to do something, or how to be better at it, he really doesn't seem to understand that the level of athletic prowess I currently posses is about as much as I'll ever have. I've attempted sports my whole life and have never taken to one on a high level.
My favourite moment was when I mentioned something about playing squash, this friend asked 'oh how long did you play squash for,' I was so confused, he must have thought I actually played squash on a competitive level. He didn't realize that it was just a way to not go to the gym, and for me and Janey to work off the beer from the night before-- oh and hit things really freakin' hard, which just feels good.
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Damn right!!
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