I almost got it. Why people are so enthusiastic about sport. Wednesday evening the love of my life was in front of the TV, remote in hand. He was switching channels with the dexterity of a 14 year old girl texting her friends from a dark movie house. WWE, 20/20 and more 20/20. Cricket, wrestling, Durban, Jhb, too much. I hope the advertisers didn't think anyone was watching their ads, they weren't.
What struck me most was the faces of the spectators. Some really pretty girls, well dressed and made up. Clearly over the top for a cricket match but perfect for a 5 second TV shot. But the real fans, the joy and animation on their faces, the shock/horror when things went wrong, these were thousands of people who were living the moment to the full. I do believe the Cobra's coach sweated out at least 5kgs towards the end of the game (or is it a match?) Do not confuse these people with the wrestling fans, least said the better.
I was reading my Chakra book, earphones tightly plugged in but I have to confess (don't tell my mother) that I put down the book, turned off the (awesome) IPod, took off my reading glasses and enjoyed the sudden death thingy to find the winners of the two cricket matches.
You go Cobras!!
However, today is friday and for the second week in a row Eli Stone has been cast aside for the tedious game of rugby - after all, DSTV only have about 15 sport channels so of course they have to use my channel for that silly game. Frankly although soccer, the beautiful game, is the only sport that moves me, I'd even be fed up if that was on.