Sunday, July 19, 2015

Chris Froome, British bicyclists taking the Piss

Come on, it's not about "doping."

It's about obnoxious Frenchies who don't like English-speaking cyclists.

It's about sports hooligans being exactly what they are: pinheaded cowards who know they can get away with bad behavior.

IF I'M BEING HONEST, the reason most people go to a sports event is to be OBNOXIOUS.

That's a sports fan's idea of a good time: "We drank a lot of beer. We yelled and yelled. Ha ha ha!"

It's drunken jackasses bellowing about people in laundry. That's all it is. How many people on the "home team" even live in the home town? Few. But if people are wearing the laundry of a home team uniform, they get cheers. Even more sinister, is that if a fan from the other team shows up wearing souvenir laundry not of the "home team," that fan could get beaten to death. How DARE you sit in OUR stadium rooting for the OTHER team? DEATH TO YOU!

Boxing is legendarily racist. It's all about rooting for the guy who looks like YOU.

Boxing plays this up by insisting on playing the national anthems for each fighter. Their home country flags are waved in the ring. What the fuck is the point of that, if they are simply two athletes competing to see which is better?

Saturday night there was a full house of white people in Manchester, screaming for boxers Quigg and Crolla. If the championship bouts involved boxers from South America nobody would've showed up. That's the whole point of scheduling boxing matches in the town of the fighters most likely to bring in paying customers.

It's the rare true boxing fan who puts aside his racism and roots for someone who isn't of his color or ethnicity, or who ever acknowledges the better man won. (PS, Crolla was the better man, and that decision of a draw was outrageous! PPS, Quigg would've won anyway but got a hometown quick stoppage after his man went down a second time)

But, back to being pissed off, as Chris Froome was.

It's bad enough that fans can be verbally abusive in a stadium, or that they throw things. When they can get close enough to do damage...that's even more of a concern. Fighters routinely have to guard against everything from friendly slaps on the back to more abusive pokes and prods as they enter or leave the ring. Along the twists and turns of an outdoor race (either on foot or on bike) the athletes have no idea what kind of maniac will be around the bend.

Too bad sports caters to assholes. Signs in stadiums even flash: "MAKE SOME NOISE" and music blasts to encourage everything from murderous shouts to physically threatening gestures (the Atlanta Braves fans stand up and mimic the "tomahawk chop," urging death against the competition).

You can bet that the frog who bleated "DOPING" would've been cheering "SAPRISTI!" if the leader was another Frenchie, one with bulging steroid muscles and a necklace of pills around his neck.

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