Did England Win Something?

If I see grown men playing in the park – I know England has won something. Last week I saw countless of normally un-athletic men and boys throwing dusty rugby ball back and forth all through out the city. It was as if their gallant effort round the park and that minute of practice is what makes England that great winning sporting country. I love the excitement people get from watching other people run into each other and kick pigskin around. (Is it pigskin? Or is that just American football?)

Don’t get me wrong I came from a city where a man famously and continuously put a ball in a hole. I mean Michael Jordan had movies, scents, books, shoes, anything with his mug on it and the man just put a ball in a hole, he did it very well, but still, ball…hole.

I’m not the sporty type you might have guessed. I like to play sports – but that is because I like to play but I don’t care about competition. That is what makes me a horrible sports fan. Technically coming from the South Side of Chicago I should be a White Soxs fan and a bit of me is – the bit of me that when I see English people wearing White Soxs baseball caps I want to talk to them, but when I do they don’t even realize the Soxs are from Chicago they just thought it looked nice. (Don’t get me started on wearing things that you don’t know what they mean – I mean 10 year olds wearing things that say Playboy – that’s PRONOGRAPHY {also from Chicago}.)

Anyways, I should be a Soxs fan but baseball died for me the day they knocked down historic Comiski Park to build U.S Cellular Field – money finally won over the game and sportsmanship. I do support the Chicago Cubs. I support them losing. I like traditions, and they have been successfully losing for 100 years next year. Still when ever you have the Cubs win one game those hopes soar and another baseball might be tossed back and forth reminding the kid inside that there is that chance for their side, and for them to win, they better practice.