28 July 14
Watching to baseball a game without the meddling presence of announcers offers a vastly different viewing experience, one devoid of annoying, moralistic curmudgeons who tend to pass themselves off as announcers. But doing so also helps you appreciate the real value of those curmudgeons.
It isn’t soccer that brings us together as much as it is the crushing terror and indifference of the natural world. Ole Ola!
The sport of curling looks simple enough to play that those of us watching at home think we could do it and complicated enough to keep those of us watching at home fascinated for hours.
Downhill skiers experience a form of terror imagined in paintings by Goya, poems by Shelley, and, more subtly, films like Hot Dog…The Movie.
Sage Kotsenburg won the gold in slopestyle snowboarding. Perhaps his weirdness could offer some much needed inspiration to the U.S. Men’s World Cup team.
The biathlon can look ridiculous but it’s still a primal test of endurance and accuracy with would-be assassins as competitors.
For the first time in their nearly 40-year existence, the Seattle Seahawks won the Super Bowl. So now seems like a good time to leave the party.
Nicolas Anelka scored a goal. Then he performed the “quenelle.” And now we’re left to determine what’s offensive.
Bowl games are sponsored by investment banks and restaurants chains. And defense contractors and helicopter manufactures.
The last weekend of the regular season in college football brings us: apple cups, and golden eggs, and old oaken buckets.
Rooting for a sports team that you don’t normally root for provides an opportunity to think about what it is that attracts you to sports. And also what repels you.
Trying to understand pessimistic sports fans can be difficult. Are they just masochistic?
Alex Rodriguez is an all-star, a steriod user, a cheater, a fraud, and a creepy, inhuman life-form who evokes a kind of primal anxiety within the legion of baseball fans who despise him.
Concern over teaching a class called “Sports Literature” leads to a consideration of the ways in which sports and literature actually work at cross purposes to one another.
Major League Baseball designates captains to choose participants in its annual Home Run Derby, awakening those anxious moments spent on the playgrounds of childhood waiting to be chosen.
The big winners at Wimbledon this year were Marion Bartoli, Andy Murray, and dime-store psychoanalysts everywhere. Read more.
Amid the threat of his retirement, let’s pause and reflect on the career of Manu Ginobili, a player for whom adjectives fail to suffice. Read more.