...if you're watching!
My sport is basketball. I can't play worth a damn, but I love to watch. I don't really have a team in particular, and my favorite change from season to season. The reality is that I'm a fan of coaches! I'm find myself rooting to the teams whose coaches I like.
All that's true in our local, national league.
The story is different in international competition when I'm a HUGE fan (of course) of the Israeli representative. In Europe, the biggest league is the Euroleague. The best teams in the continent play there. And the biggest team to play there, certainly over the last two year, is an Israeli team called Maccabi Tel-Aviv.
They year, the system has been cracked, and they face a much stiffer competition as all their moves have been studied and stopped by the other teams. This year there is a serious danger that they will not go all the. There is even a chance they wont make it to the Final Four (to be held at Prague this year, by the way).
How does all this affect me and why it is dangerous? Because of my poor heart that suffers a thousand tiny attacks during a forty minute game. On top of the immediate physiological affect, I also eat a lot during the game. Eat garbage of course, 'cause that's what you do while watching sports! All sorts of fat, oily, and salty things that come in little bags with health warning on them (I'm exaggerating of course; there are no, in fact, warnings in the bags, but there should be.)
Tonight, for example, was the second game in a series of three for the quarter finals. It was an away game, and Maccabi lost. The series it tied 1-1, and will be decided next week at home.
Maccabi played terribly. So instead of jumping up and down, screaming happily at the television, ignoring the munchables on the table, we sat there sulking, eating continuously. I feel quite sick right now, not to mention the poison that is now slowly being absorbed into my body.
Why do I keep doing this to myself? Because I have no self-restraint.
And because Maccabi keeps losing and playing poorly, and I'm worried that they are not taking the championship this year, and they might not even get to the Final Four.
It's all their fault!
I wonder if my insurance covers this in case I get a heart attack before the end of the season.
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