Celtic Football Club & My Run-ins with Jerks

Aaron is going to love this...

Yep, Aaron will definitely go bananas when he sees the
Celtic Football Club 125th Anniversary
Commemorative badge on my blog

I wore one of my Celtic track jackets today. After work, I walked to the grocery store, and while I was in the checkout line the man in front of me turned around, looked at me, and said:

"You know Celtic is the worst team in the world!"

The "offending" jacket o_O

Now, I'm well aware of Glasgow Celtic Football Club's current troubles, however what surprises me is random Canadians feel the need to come after me about it. This happens every so often whenever I wear this particular Celtic jacket: Yes, even in Canada, customers in Tim Horton's hassle me, tellers at the bank near the office question me, and now a tattooed bodybuilder wearing a tank top feels compelled to inform me of my "wardrobe malfunction".

There isn't much a person can do between standing in line at the grocery store, and hold a basket full of food. What was I to do at that moment: Take the jacket off and reveal a Rangers shirt underneath (that would be funny LOL)? I would be lying if I told you the urge to respond wasn't there. As he told me about Celtic's ineptitude, I assumed "he is a Toronto FC fan and they know EVERYTHING about soccer!" or maybe "someone died and made him a fashion critic"?

Wait a second, if they are so terrible, how are they the defending Scottish league champions? I am not a fan of Celtic by any stretch, yet even I know that! I just wore this jacket because it was Wednesday o_O LOL

Finally, in the three seconds following the man's insult, I went to a different aisle; firing back or stating a fact wasn't worth my time, and I just wanted to go home, and put the cold stuffs I purchased in the freezer. I did take a small measure of satisfaction in being out the door ahead of that guy.

The whole event riled me up, but as I wrote this out I couldn't help but smile and laugh a little bit, too. ^_^ Thanks for reading!

Oh Sit! The Reality of Fake Sports

Fewer playground games captured my imagination like musical chairs. The running, stalling, hoping, dancing, and even lollygagging around a row or circle of empty chairs brought about as much joy and backache as the famed schoolyard game. As it turns out, the adult, sports entertainment equivalent hits the airwaves Wednesday night on the CW in the form of "Oh Sit!" (Still no clue what CW means).
I don't watch a lot of television, but this spin on an old favourite is intriguing. From what I delved from the commercials, previews, and interviews, the humour is in the over-the-top seriousness of its competitors. Team colours, numbered jerseys, and even the tackling provide more than a fair share of laughs. Then again, how often do we laugh when adults play a kid's game like baseball, basketball, football or American Football?

All we hear from the "established" sports in North America, like American Football, are words and sentences like "Kill the Quarterback!", "Pick up the Blitz!", and "The Bills are for real (no, they aren't)!" If there are any scenes of humour and frivolity to be found in any sport, they come from annual follies videos, over-the-top superfan costumes, and former NFL head coach Jim Mora's "Playoffs?!" rant.

It can go over the top though: Naming teams after cities its players never visited, drafting plays on teleprompters on basketball courts littered with trampolines, and creating super stars out of marginal talents that can't act or excel in the original sport the fake sport is based (See Trampoline Basketball). It is nice for a laugh, but compared to the AFL-NFL war it's "Small Potatoes".

Anyway, I will try and film the hilarious hi-jinx that is "musical chairs on steroids" tomorrow night. It could even bring back some old memories of Friday night Youth events at the church ^_^ Without the bodychecking o_O