*Chad, don't go down a religious discussion path on why sports are not as important.*
*Chad, don't go down a religious discussion path on why sports are not as important.*
*Chad, don't go down a religious discussion path on why sports are not as important.*
Since the lid is now well off the jar, I'll dive in.
A strong argument exists that we all are drawn to competitive sports because they involve individual and team effort in striking a hard-to-hit goal. The roots of the word "sin" in at least a couple ancient languages, IIRC, mean "missing the mark." Thus, we love sports (perhaps subconsciously) because they exalt the careful focus on hitting the mark, and involve athletes who devote single-minded focus, and deferral of gratification, to doing so individually and in cooperation with their teammates. Those who hit the mark are exalted; we feel exhilaration in, and admiration of, their excellence and they set an example for us to follow. I credit Jordan Peterson for most recently advancing this idea.
Which leads me to the unavoidable conclusion that Ohio State is positively drenched in sin this season, as The Beloved were during the first 28 minutes of last night's game.
I'll see myself out.