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6 Sports I Never Liked<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

By John Ceccon<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

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I was never real big into team sports as a teenager. I was too short for basketball and too small for football. Soccer had not yet caught on in the U.S. and was played primarily in Europe, Russia, and third world\u00a0countries. That left baseball and hockey. My first attempt at little league baseball ended shortly after it began when my face had an up close and personal encounter with a baseball traveling at a high rate of speed. It felt like a rock. I stumbled home like a Mike Tyson victim with a bloody nose and added that sport to the no thank-you list. In hindsight, maybe I should have played a safer position\u00a0like right field instead of the most dangerous position on the field, the catcher. Next, I tried hockey as a freshman in high school. I played a few games……..till I got hit in the ankle with a rock disguised as a hockey puck. I thought rubber was supposed to be soft. Another sport bites the dust and makes its way to the no thank-you list. Apparently, playing sports just wasn’t for me, especially sports where incredibly hard objects are launched at your body traveling 80+ miles per hour. I was now relegated to the harmless role of a spectator, but soon discovered that it too was a colossal waste of time.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I can always find something productive to do with a three hour block of time. Sitting on a couch while drinking beer, eating horrible finger food, and yelling at the TV with my friends ain’t one of them.\u00a0<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

I have never watched an entire football game in person or on TV. I’ve tried, but by the end of the first quarter, I’ve overdosed on testosterone by proxy, and sports announcer babble and usually switch to a show about Tailgating Cuisine on the Food Network<\/strong><\/span><\/a>.\u00a0Recently, I got some free tickets to see the San Diego Padres play in San Diego where I live. I couldn’t tell you who they were playing because me and my girl found that watching other people eat pop corn and fight over who was going to sit where was far more exciting than the game.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n