They both love sports. And that's about all they agree on . . .

Friday, February 4, 2011

America's National Wasteoftime


Unfortunately, I pretty much share the same feelings as my dad on the topic of "Top 5 Players," so I'm not going to waste time arguing about it.

Also unfortunate is the fact that my Tuesday shoulder surgery is causing me to type this post with one hand. (Yeah, don't say I don't have heart.)

There is one issue that my dad and I have recently talked about that we disagree on. It doesn't pertain to a sport that we follow, although it is technically a sport: skiing.

I tend to think of myself as a realist, much more so than my dad at least. For instance, while it's easy to be excited about young Knicks such as Danilo Gallinari and Landry Fields, he thinks the Knicks will win the NBA Championship, whereas I understand that they'll be ousted in the first round by a true contender such as the Bulls or Heat.

Same goes for skiing. I've been saying for years what everyone in my family has been thinking: None of us actually likes skiing. It's a simple fact. Our family has been skiing for my whole life and way beyond that, so it has pretty much become an accepted winter tradition. But why?

I would honesty like to know if my dad has ever once woken up in his cozy bed in Vermont and thought to himself, "Man, I can't wait to go skiing today!"

I would love to see him try to act upset if he was awoken by a call from Stratton Mountain announcing they are closed for the day due to construction.

These scenarios couldn't possibly happen, because let's face it, no one likes to ski. It's cold, uncomfortable, and time-wasting. I mean, seriously, between driving to the mountain, putting on ski clothes and equipment, plus all the time spent on the chair lifts, we are actually skiing about 10% of the time. And that 10% isn't even fun. There's no competition, no winners, no losers, nothing to fight for.

My brothers finally admitted this year that I've been right all along. That they've never liked skiing, they've merely tried to convince themselves that they had liked it. Now I'm waiting for my dad to jump on board. There's plenty of room on the bandwagon.

-Robby