Last August, my wife and I relaxed by the pool at a luxurious resort in Cancun. We were on our honeymoon, surrounded by a hundred other couples with the same wedding date as us, which was really all we had in common. That was, of course, until I noticed the guy in the Red Sox hat. While everyone else sat virtually silent with nothing relevant to say to each other, we talked for over an hour about our beloved Sox-the comeback, Schilling's bloody sock and that painful game seven of the 2003 ALCS.
Despite the fun we had, and aside from the "you're really talking about sports right now?" look on my wife's face, I'll always remember that guy, that conversation and the way that sports brought us together.
That is what sports provides us with-they create a commonality between strangers, making us feel like we all are connected in a way that distance and time make impossible. For some reason, sports are more than just a bunch of kid games played by adults. They hold an intrinsic emotional value to us, providing a medium that allows everyone to relate as if we'd known each other for years. Sports are the temperature gauge of our society.
It's incredible but true: as a country, we argue and get more worked up about issues like steroids, the NBA MVP and the importance of U.S. soccer on the global stage than we do issues that really affect our lives like, say, rising gas prices and our need to find alternative energy sources.
If you're reading this, then guaranteed, you know sports is the only thing that would cause a normally rational person to lose his cool in a restaurant after overhearing the conversation at another table, about Mario Williams being a better pick than Reggie Bush. After all, some things can't go unnoticed; they just instinctively grab your attention. Never mind if your child has poured the entire bottle of ketchup onto his plate. How can anyone side with Charlie Casserly?
Think about how we interact with each other as a society-it isn't through larger social issues, it's through sports.
We don't sit at a bar and talk about environmental statistics, we talk baseball statistics. We don't have parties where we get together and watch the crop report; we get together and watch the Super Bowl. Kids don't play "Global Investment Strategies" in their room at night, they play Nerf basketball. And I certainly don't get together with my wife's family to have a Social Security discussion; we go to a Triple-A baseball games and share $5 beers.
Sports have an influence on our lives that can only be pinpointed when we examine our actions. It drives us to do crazy things and shift our priorities. Take me for example: I've decided it's more important for my four-year old to learn to taunt his Yankee-loving grandfather mercilessly about their pitching woes than it is for him to learn to read. He's only got a few more years before he starts attending games with me, and he needs to be ready. You have to prepare them for it. Reading will come with time-they have schools for that.
Sports can even inject reason and logic into unrelated situations. A high-ranking government official makes a harmful and derogatory remark about a subsection of society? Fine 'em like the NBA does Mark Cuban. That's right, give the Supreme Court the right to levy fines on these poor representatives of the American people. Just as it's bad for professional sports as a business when an owner, manager or player acts out in an inappropriate way, it's bad when our elected officials do the same. But I digress.
Though our seemingly ridiculous obsession with sports comes at a price of time and emotion, there's always a return on our investment. Maybe it's playing golf with your dad or your brother-in-law. Perhaps it can come from watching your favorite team win a championship so you can experience a little bit of the purest form of joy in life, which is in the moments after a team or player wins a title. Or it could be getting an autographed picture of a childhood hero for Christmas, which will, under no circumstances-even the threat of bankruptcy-be sold for personal gain.
The point is that sports has crept into nearly every aspect of our lives, often manifesting itself when we least expect it-whether in a restaurant or on a honeymoon in Mexico. And even if my wife still has that look on her face, I wouldn't have it any other way.