I've never been much of a sports fan. Except for test cricket, which is down to long days watching with my grandfather, who passed on his love of the tactics. In the highly unlikely circumstance that I would have wanted to play, not going to happen...
girl after all.
Then, a few years ago, I found myself increasingly addicted to road cycling, again because of the tactics revealed by SBS commentators.
This year has been a bit of a revelation. Hung on every moment of the #WAshes as simultaneously lost interest in the #Ashes. Got mightily pissed off with the level of coverage available for the #LeTourFemme but also lost ridiculous amounts of sleep over the #LeTour.
Then, I found myself watching the #Matildas campaign, and even the loss in the semi hasn't blunted the extreme good feelings from seeing those women play.
So here's the thing. Lost interest in the men's cricket because, frankly, thought the English men's team carry-on was pathetic. Can't abide AFL because of all the posturing and bullshit that goes on around and by the players (grew up in a country town in the 70s ... the double standard and crapola was nauseating.) Haven't been all that interested in A League, again because of the bullshit from players and supporters alike.
Turns out it might be that women play a talented, inclusive, no bullshit form of the games that appeals to this very marginal sports follower more.
And isn't it interesting that Sydney public transport had problems after last night's game because of a couple of dickhead men making it about them. And did I see that some men making it about them caused problems in the stadium crowd last night.
There's a pattern here.
And ffs no #notallmen responses. I'm over that bullshit as well.
Today’s attempt to create a #Cricket community here in the Fediverse: the #WAshes ODI sounded like a belter, but I was also trying to listen to the Lancs/Essex game and my signal was more than usually all over the shop today. I had to catch a bus at one point and that never helps.