A thought.

I like knowing how things work--understanding them.

Sometimes I feel like I'll never really understand people.

That scares me more than almost anything.

Sometimes I also feel like people don't want to be understood.

Why do we build such strong walls?

are we really that afraid of each other?

...or is it ourselves that we fear so much?

One team wins; one loses.

That's just the way it is when there's a competition between two teams. I don't really understand what the big deal is. I personally found myself rooting for the Phillies because that's what most of my friends an family members were doing. I never actually cared who won. I just like seeing loved ones happy. After two or however many losses they have now, I've realized that we've lost our ability to graciously accept defeat. Losing is part of competition.

It troubles me that people are upset about a recent loss. Why does the outcome of a game in which we have no stake, which is played be people we've never met, and which is viewed from many miles away have any effect on our emotions? It kind of disgusts me. People get sad because "their" team lost? I don't get it. Can anyone explain to me why we care so much? Am I the one in the wrong? Is there something wrong with being happy regardless of who wins?

When I was younger we would sometimes play baseball. On one team would be some of my best friends... the other team was no different. We never kept score. There was no need to. It was about having fun.

That's why I hate professional sports. They matter way too much to way too many people. I no longer care who wins the world series. I'd just like for it to end...

And if "your" team loses, please don't act a fool. Those players don't even know you exist.

If anyone can enlighten me, feel free... I just don't understand...

And really I think Laura is the only person who still follows this... so go ahead Laura, tell me what you think. Do you even pay attention to sports?

...I try not to...