It troubles me just a little bit
that some folk seem to invest so much emotion in the outcome of what my school quaintly but correctly referred to as 'games'. That said, I'm a misanthrope and consequently love boxing. Watching an impoverished Mexican and black ghetto hustler kick the hail Mary out of each other - for my pleasure - makes my testes chink and fizz like ice in a fresh gin & tonic. They're really hurting each other. On purpose! I don't care who wins and, for a few precious moments, all is right with the world.
So, in conclusion, every sport but boxing sucks foetid, diseased donkey balls.
(Happybara The jungle came alive and took him, Wed 10 Aug 2011, 17:09, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

Reminds me of a story I heard about an upper-class type being interviewed at University, possibly one of the newer ones.
He was asked "Do you do any sport?" and replied "Well, I hunt, shoot and fish". The tutor replies "Oh, no, I mean football, rugby, that kind of thing." "Oh," ripostes the chap, possibly sneering just a mite, "you mean 'games' ".
(BrianHequator was stretching owls, on, or around, Wed 10 Aug 2011, 17:22, Reply)