This site runs a lot of basketball stuff, the occasional baseball item, and not a whole lot else, sports-wise. I don’t really follow football: I know what’s going on, most of the time, but this is due to the fact that there’s a TV in the break room at work, and when I wander over for lunch, half the time it’s tuned to ESPN.
Last week, it wasn’t, at all, so to the extent I was aware of the World Cup, it was because of vuvuzela coverage. It helps that so far, I haven’t had to put up with any “soccer scolds”:
The soccer scolds don’t understand that American football is something that grew up organically, out of a specific culture, at a specific time and place. That doesn’t make it either superior or inferior to soccer, it just makes it our game. Those hundred-year-old chants and ancient rivalries serve the same purpose as all other cultural traditions: they build valuable social capital.
Or maybe the soccer scolds do understand. Maybe it’s just one other aspect of the Kulturkampf attack on American exceptionalism. No wonder NPR has taken up the desperate cry that football must be replaced by soccer.
Well, of course. Social capital is insufficiently fungible to suit SWPLs Assembled.
And maybe they’ll succeed at wiping out our game, eventually. After all, the second-largest city in the country no longer even has a pro team, and the “demographic changes” so beloved by the global elite (i.e. mass, overwhelming immigration of Third Worlders into First World countries) are probably a major contributing factor. Maybe someday “demographic changes” will wipe our game completely off the map, and we’ll convert all our great college and pro stadiums into soccer fields. (I predict that LSU’s Tiger Stadium will be the last grim holdout.) But in the meantime, the soccer scolds can stuff it.
We’re Americans. We play football.
Now don’t ask me to defend Nascar, fercrissake.
(With thanks to Hit Coffee.)