All the way from Australia …

they discuss the Sox.

Are you the type of fan who keeps the phone lines open during the game so every moment can be picked apart with your friends and family, also watching, but separated by geography?

Or are you the kind of fan who withdraws into solitude, so that you “may more deeply and harmfully dwell on the fortunes of [your] team”?

Tim Blair wants to know. Tim is the latter kind of fan. He withdraws. He “harmfully dwells”. heh heh.

(Some of the comments in that thread, though, were so annoying that I couldn’t even read further. “Kerry’s from Boston, I hope the Sox lose, they deserve to lose.” Yawn. Boring boring boring. I can’t think of anything more uninteresting than seeing EVERYTHING through the filter of which political “side” you are on. Gawd. Get a life. Also one of the comments was: “It’s Just a game, guys … chill out.” Another boring response.)

But back to the question at hand:

I myself keep the phone lines open.

However – I will not take the call if I know it’s someone who’s not watching the game, or unaware of what is going on, OR just calling me to bust on how into the game I am.

I keep the lines open for those who get it.

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5 Responses to All the way from Australia …

  1. Dan says:

    MY cell phone is always on and charged at game tinme. First of all, I need to be constant contact with the Bunny, since his evil boss wouldn’t let him come home.

    Plus, my friends all know I’m a degenerate Red Sox fan and some who live out of town wil occasionally call to make sure my head hasn’t exploded.

  2. David says:

    My phone lines are always open but I also shy away from those not REALLY, REALLY into the game. By “really” I mean every play takes on a deep symbolic meaning that is revealed only to those of us who can quiet the chatter enough to be spoken to by the Baseball Gods. And of course this only happens during games in which the Red Sox play, all other games are merely a ball game. I also have a pet peeve about staying on the line too long. I don’t necessarily enjoy watching a game with someone while simultaneously talking on the phone with them. My buddy Brian and I have perfected it. Something happens, one of us calls, we dissect furiously, he says his piece, I say mine, the next play is coming and a quick “OK” is muttered and the phone goes dead. So I guess I have a mixture of withdrawal and outreach.
    My wife watches with semi-amusement and semi-deep pity.

  3. red says:

    Oh you’ve definitely got to keep the comments short and sweet.

  4. Steve says:

    Here’s me and my Dad lately:

    Me: Are you watching?
    Dad: Oh, you know how I watch, flipping around. (Which means, he’s completely aware of what has happened, even if he flipped away for 15 seconds.)
    Me:

    Then we sit there in silence, watching. On the phone still.

    Me: Okay, innings over. I’ll call you in a bit.
    Dad: Love ya, bye.

  5. Nathan says:

    While you’re on the topic of the Sox and far off lands, check this out.

    I’ll also bring up that there is a fairly popular Little League running in the Ferghana Valley of Uzbekistan. It may have been expanded by now. I’m not sure. Peace Corps Volunteers started it and the kids love it. It’s all part of the government’s secret long-term plan to destroy soccer.

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