I'm?feisty and outspoken at the best of times but my pet?peeve is couch potato commentary.???What has this got to do with 'project me'? Nothing and everything.
Nothing because I don't think there is anything unconscious about my need to vent and have my say to these couch potato coaches, refs and athletes ... and everything because it's something that I battle to let go of before my blood boils profusely and I unleash the wrath of judgement back onto them.
There is huge DON"T in my books and that is Don't sit on the couch and judge any sportsman on the field. Heaven only knows when I got so passionate about it, but I think it's the greatest cause I could fight for. Okay ... there is some save the planet stuff too, but not before I have some of those couch potatoes doing 5 laps around the rugby field of the team they just slagged off and insulted.
There's a bend to my rules actually ... slag off anyone but do NOT mess with my Springboks! That's also not so true because the peeve is with anyone who doesn't allow for humanness with their own team. Don't be all "ooh, I love my team so much" when they are doing well and then "they are a bunch of fools who shouldn't be allowed on the field" when they are not winning.
I'm not venting for nothing ... I'm venting because day 190 of project me took about 5 hours to calm myself down after the Springbok game and my Facebook encounter with the couch potatoes in question. ?Oh ... for those of you who don't know, the Springboks are our national rugby team and they are currently in overseas playing in the Tri-nations. Anyway the truth is that it wasn't the greatest game of rugby our boys have displayed and we had a 'cowboy'?incidental with one of our players who's been named and beaten about enough ... not to mention that this blog is about the potatoes and not the players.
I love this Springbok facebook fan page ... it gives us insight into all the going's on of the Bokke (that's their nickname) and also give feedback while the match is going on. ?I love that page ... well, parts of it! I don't love the couch potato commentary and I?particularity?did not appreciate it on Saturday.
Lets define patriotic shall we? Zealous and unselfish love and devotion to one's country. (They did forget to say to their national sports teams too).
I spent my Saturday throwing comments onto fan pages that just screams my personality. The teacher and writer in me burst forth and picked holes at any slob who sat on the couch with their laptop wobbling on their beer belly and say the most insulting and?unnecessary?things possible. I'm sure the boys are big enough to take it. I'm sure they know that they don't get onto that field, huddle together as a team and go "Okay guys let's play really badly so we lose and piss our fans off as much as possible!" ... They do the best they have with who they are in that moment!
Tomorrow when the boys are playing well and win a game those same potatoes will be singing their praises.
My point ... besides standing on my soap box and venting ... is this: we don't allow room for people to just be human. It's not a joke to be a sportsman and they are on that field because they believe in themselves, each other and have a passion for their sport ... but they are also on that field for every fan out there. They put their bodies and their pride on the line every time they step onto the field and they consume themselves in the moment for them and for us. In the moment ... there is no time to think! It's driven by instinct! It's the most human a person can be! The adrenalin must be unbelievable and the body must zone to somewhere that a couch potato couldn't comprehend ... and what do they get on a bad day or a day when they drag themselves to an act that leads to personal remorse?
They get the couch potato commentary.