I have a tendency to make light of the negatives in the world of sports. I look past a myriad of problems and then make jokes about the ones that are impossible to ignore. This past week has taken it's toll on me though. I can't remember a time when the three major sports in America looked more unappealing. Each sport has their own nightmare situation to deal with. While they're all bad individually, collectively they're atrocious.
Is it too much to ask for to live in a world where refs and players don't cheat or superstars don't kill dogs for fun? I guess so. People don't want to face harsh truths or ask themselves tough questions. We just want to embrace the things that we enjoy. But when you reach a certain point you have to face up to things and you need to ask yourself questions you never thought you would. Can you really feel okay with yourself watching a league where a majority of the players are cheating? Can you enjoy watching a league with not just incompetent, but corrupt officials? Can you actually feel good about yourself watching a league that allows a sick, twisted, dog murderer to play it's highest profile position?
I miss the days when when I didn't have to address my morals just to turn on a ball game. Instead I'm left venting to make myself feel better for not watching sports one second less.
