World Cup 2018
A few years ago, I wrote a blog post about how I’m not a major sports fan and how sporting events and their associated culture are not a major part of my life. Let it suffice to say that nothing has occurred to change my perspective since then. Effectively myself and sports exist in two separate spheres and “never the twain shall meet”. I don’t have a deep, abiding hatred of sporting activities; I simply have no interest in them. They’ve never been an integral part of my life, although in my youth I was always happy to try them. If I do have a beef, then it is with some of the wider aspects of sporting culture which can stray into racism, sexism and blind zealotry. The tribal nature of sports is also not to my liking either. However, I strive to maintain a live and let live attitude, so as long as I can keep sport at a comfortable distance, we can mutually ignore each other.
Not Liking Sport
Sport can be a universal icebreaker at social and work related gatherings. Having spent several years in the field of short term IT contracts, I’ve frequently found myself working with small groups of men (mainly), often from different parts of the UK or from around the world. One of the first subjects broached so people could get to know each other would usually be sport. “Did you see the (insert sporting event here)?” is a common place opening gambit. The next thing you know people are holding forth and a social dynamic is formed. This is a classic example of the sort of etiquette that helps society tick over. However there’s only one problem with this social tool. I don't care for sport. As a result I can be at a social disadvantage in certain scenarios.