February 29th, 2008 by Bob Chavez
We all know and love our game, but it’s inevitable that at some point, we have to explain it to some newbie. You know the questions you get …. “That’s the game where they swing the sticks like crazy, right?” … “Is it hard to catch the ball in the net?” …. “Why does the goalie look like the Michelin Man?” On and on it goes, and while it’s cool to share your joy of the game with someone new, some of the questions make ya wonder.
And then, once in a while, you run into someone who offers their take after seeing a game for the first time. This is where blogger Steven Wells comes into the picture. (Speaking of, the blank mug you see here is the one he provides on his blog.) Writing for the The Guardian in England (that’s on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Jenner), Wells offers some hilarious insight from his first game, a Philadelphia Wings game, no less.
Some exerpts from the man who writes, “I might have just discovered the most passionate sport in the US:”
Friends, I would like to make an apology. If I have ever given the impression that all US sports fans are passive, pampered, bovine, weak-beer-sipping, consumerist couch potatoes made soft, flabby and lazy by decades of mind-numbing, rah-rah and blah-blah sterilized “family entertainment” and lowest-common-denominator saturation advertising, I’m sorry.
I’d never been to an indoor lacrosse game before.
Another sampling …
Dude, this is punk. It’s sportz metal. Up on the massive Jumbotron screen a horribly dead-eyed Canadian thug called Seth or Shawn or Jason or Taylor is babbling some half-baked but obviously sincere kill-or-be-killed Nietzschian superman codswallop in a psychopathic monotone over a gabba re-mix of a Linkin Park headbanger.
It’s great stuff. It’ll make you laugh, nod in agreement and maybe even leave a note for the chap, welcoming him to the lacrosse family.