Some of us feel that men or more aptly guys don't seem to have many problems. For example, we are supposed to have facial hair. We dont need armpits and/or legs grooming. We can pee standing up. We dont need to care about window treatment or detergent. We can basically wear the same outfit all our lives-for work, dinner, church, wedding, party, graduation and even then be buried in it. All our socks are the same colour and we can pee standing up (in case you missed it the first time). Yes the lives of guys to certain other genders, seem pretty ideal and placid.
What a lot of you dont realize that we guys do have very inner sensitive issues to deal with. So inner that sometimes we dont realize it. In this first part (I dont know when the other parts will be shared), i want to discuss the problem in sports called "Sport Anguish".
Every guy is interested in sports. Guys who are not, are either too mundane or too inept or just too lazy. Either that, they are not guys. these are men....people who are too serious. we will discuss this later. anyway i digress.
When we say interested in sports, we are talking supporting a team to the point of life threatening support and you can see this whenever football (that's right, it is football, not soccer) teams from England play each other or when a major final is held. The biggest following are for teams like Manchester United, Liverpool, Arsenal and lately Chelsea. Coffee places with large plasma screens will be filled with fans and their girlfriends (notice i didnt say wives. after marriage, sports is a diseased topic!) screaming for their team, shouting and high fiving when they score and groaning when they miss or lose. You can see the girls shaking their heads at them or smiling embarrasingly at each other wondering how the heck did we pass the control of certain important things (like the government) to this gender.
In more serious countries, ppl get hurt over sports and some are even fatal. I am reminded of a Columbian player, Pablo Escobar who scored an own goal in the Football World Cup and got his team eliminated. He was shot to death at his home a few weeks later. In another Central American match (I cant reminder which), the winning nation from the 1982 FIFA World Cup actually had a drawing of the foot of Jesus deflecting shots from the winning team's goal. From the drawing, the good Lord Jesus looks to need size 57 shoes!
I am one of these fanatical fans. I am a very huge supporter of Liverpool since i saw them play in the European Cup final when i was 10. Since then, my following of them have been near fanatical status. When they lose (which has been a lot these few years), i go into a mini depression bordering homicidal tendencies. The latest euphoria that I encountered was in 2005 when Liverpool won the European Cup for the 5th time but their first in 21 years.
We (when i say we, it means the team and I. Guys strongly believe that we are part of the team) were down 3-0 in the first half against AC Milan. They are the club with the best defense and have a fantastic striker in Shevchenko who only the year before was voted European footballer of the year. My friends and I were watching the match from pub in Subang Jaya at 3am. At the end of the first half, we were so depressed that we went home. I was praying that we didnt lose so badly to be the worst lost in Cup history. Needless to say when i was home, i couldnt sleep so i was playing computer games, XBox, reading, anything to try to sleep. Then at around 6am, when i was about to sleep, i kept getting SMSs for a 15 minute period. It was crazy....but the messages read that Liverpool had won. I raced downstairs and turned on the TV in time to see Steven Gerard, the Liverpool captain, lifting the cup after 21 years. Because we won it 5 times, we get to keep the cup forever. I wept like a baby. I wept like i never wept before. So much so that my maid saw me and thought some disaster had happened and freaked out!!!
Why do guys do this? Why are we so engrossed and fanatical about a bunch of guys who dont know you and who dont even care about you? Guys who never sent you a birthday card or stayed up while you a super attack of diarrhea and waited for you outside the toilet with free supply of toilet paper while you discharged at 3am. Women dont understand this. They are not likely to look at you and say, "Oh when you wept for your winning team, you look so sensitive and vulnerable that i just wanted to rip your shirt off and have you right then and there." or "Ohh, when you jumped up and shouted obsceneties at the opposing team's fan who is the size of a walking bulldozer and got into a shoving match so that you fracture your arm and i had to take you to the emergency room and missed dinner, I was so hot for you that i wanted you to rip my blouse off and have me then and there." They are most likely to say "You have the brains of an amoeba from a diseased Tibetan yak!".
And that's the difference between the 2 genders. Girls will support football teams but they are also polite about it. If the opposing team wins, they will congratulate and commend the players and say nice things about it. They will also more prone to support teams with better looking players or maybe just follow a particular good looking player. Guys dont understand this and when our favourite team loses and the world feeld like it is crumbling down while your gut feels as if ravaged by rabid wolverines, it is a pain that no other gender will understand.
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