Today I told someone that I don’t think baseball is a sport. I realize that statement is somewhat controversial, and my thinking that is partly due to the way I was raised, my participation in track and field in high school, and the kind of people I knew who played baseball. Those elements combine (along with a small amount of logic and personal definition) to create my idea that baseball is indeed a game and not a sport. Honestly, even though I believe this, I know that it is not wrong or stupid for someone else to think baseball is a sport. I don’t really care that much and it’s not something I think about all the time. I also don’t really think the term “game” is an inherently offensive one (especially since most sports are also games) and any anger caused by my saying that baseball is a game is unfounded, since I don’t really think less of baseball for being so.
Anyway, today when I said that I think baseball is a game, two of my close friends became angry with me and stopped talking to me. I don’t really know what else to say except that I feel a little bit like crying and I have one question: what kind of world do we live in when friends are ready to hurt each other and defend the definition of a game or a sport or whatever the fucking hell it is, and yet they’ll never open their mouths about the things they should be angry/worried/offended/vocal about.
All I know is my face is hot and my heart is hurting and I'm so sorry for what I've done.
That is very sad. But I do not think it will be a long term problem amongst these friends.
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