Apathy or Anger?

摘要

There's a truism that people who claim to have worn out life in fact have had life wear them out. I don't know about life, but the world of sports has left me, if not quite worn out, wavering between apathy and anger. I've long counted the latter as a positive emotion―a sure sign that my passions were still percolating. Yet, I'm afraid the former is beginning to grab the upper hand. More and more, I find myself drowning in a sea of indifference when it comes to sports. Part exasperation, part shifting priorities, it's hard to care anymore when those who .control our once-treasured games, for the sake of power and profit, treat fans as foolish saps willing to suffer any indignity. I thought―or maybe wished―that having children would rekindle those old flames. You know, the whole deal about reliving your life through your kids. It hasn't happened. Maybe it's because my trio is still too young (six, four, and two) really to appreciate or grasp the subtleties and complexities that accompany the world of athletics, or perhaps I just can't work up the enthusiasm to, as the saying goes, start 'em young. As a kid, I was pretty lucky, having been blessed with a father who absolutely loved sports. That, coupled with his wonderful storytelling ability, made for many price-less hours of shared passions for what went on between the lines.