What’s your answer when someone asks you, “Do you like sports?” Being a sports fan is different than simply liking sports, and the loudest devotees–often known as the fans–control the understanding of sports, whereas those who like the game, and maybe even played as a kid, are tamer, but have an interest closer to an aesthetic appreciation. How do we persuade the casual viewer to disregard the loud fools? Tell them football sucks!!!
Points and counterpoints rebound off the walls of the balmy S & K Studios as a discussion about being “cool” versus being “authentic” heats up! How do those concepts intersect sometimes in a quality rock tune, or maybe a sport? Authenticity seems to be something worth showing up for. And being cool…well, you can find that on any smartphone. Who can claim victory in this back-and-forth!? One thing you can’t claim–football is worthwhile!
Sports operate best when you remove the cool. At least, that’s the outcome of this week’s discussion, which examines how rebellion has migrated from rock to hip hip and whether a similar transference has taken place from baseball to football. This analogy isn’t an apt one, so the discussion, while interesting and revealing of new truths, such as football’s cheap stick-on cool factor, swirls around its subjects like a disoriented secondary. But our orientation doesn’t falter–football sucks!
It rains jingles while topics of suburbs, cities, sports and modernism flutter over the broadcast. The suburbs’ conditions easily map to football and the city’s to baseball, but what does that mean for the Cardinals, a team that portrays itself as America’s team, but plays an “urban” sport to a mass of fans with a suburban mentality? It leads to football solutions in a whirlwind of post-post-modern zaniness and filler zazz! Jingles rain! Football sucks!
The aesthetics of how individuals move between or within communities, one of the most important considerations in human history, sheds light on sports aesthetics. Football too easily equates to suburban disaster and baseball to urban efficiency, despite creative efforts to find a different comparison. And then the conversation evolves to point out how the two sports resemble either a rattled consumer desperation or a settled community participant. Look, we’re not blind to the fact that these topics are abstract, but how else do we find more things to talk about when football so plainly sucks?
After the thrilling demarcation of baseball’s changes as being either immediate or immortal, the next question is who should drive change in baseball? And then, the much-awaited conclusion of the couch chat flashbacks of the last couple of weeks leads to a climactic synthesis of multiple seasons of this podcast, and asks, “how is sports aesthetics, and more importantly baseball, an intersection of transcendent longings of human cultures, specifically in the areas of leisure, physical competition, and drama? And how does football suck?”
Here’s our next installment in the parallel evolution of baseball and the novel! This week the boys determine that sports, as an aesthetic expression, much like the novel or other art, can be characterized by two features: the immediate and the eternal. How do some of the bigger changes in baseball reflect this idea? How many jingles make an appearance? And how much does football suck? A lot!
It’s time for fresh content! Baseball has been underway for about two weeks–what has been happening? The boys open up a new line of thinking that compares the parallel emergence of baseball and the novel and what their co-evolution can teach about their forms and how they change. But first, the boys examine the historical antecedents to these forms and what it means to have an educated observer. Who is the best judge of the standard of baseball? Listen to find out! Listen to reinstate the belief that football sucks!
Here’s the thrilling conclusion to a three-part series! More wonderful parallels are drawn, in artful terms, between music and baseball (and the loathed football). Most poignantly, football’s helter-skelter toggling between sport plays and palliative announcer babble mimics today’s confusing experience in music clubs where DJs play 30-45 seconds of songs and talk in between. Why go out to hear music if you only hear an unfulfilling portion? Because you’re a football fan, of course! A new jingle debuts! A timeless adage persists! F*** football!
This week continues last week’s conversation about popular attention on sports/music and how art forms diverge and others take over. We learn all sorts of great things about how crappy football is: it’s in danger of flaming out because it’s a cheap re-re-re-re-packaging of a genuine article (i.e. honest sports), its construction is totally unsustainable because it’s just cut-up zazz with filler zazz, and don’t look now but that guy’s ankle is broken. Interestingly enough, baseball has somehow both diverted into the province of the analyst nerd fan and passed into permanent relevance as timeless leisure. All this talk of timelessness reminds us–football forever sucks!