Turn on ESPN these days (or I mean, don’t actually do that, because ESPN is awful, but I meant “if you were to turn on ESPN these days because you accidentally hit the wrong sequence of buttons on your remote or you hate yourself”) and you might be surprised to find out that the all-sports, all-the-time sports network(s) is/are airing a card game, or a bunch of people yelling at each other, or a documentary about people yelling at a physically disabled high school card player. The point being, there are something like 19 different ESPNs at this point (sorry, Sarah Palin – still no job openings for you), and you gotta fill up that airtime somehow, and unfortunately because the universe isn’t altogether terrible, there is only one of this guy.
But apparently the expansion of non-sports doesn’t begin and end with ESPN.
Yup. Fishing.
FISHING.
Look, we can have decent, respectful conversations about whether riding bicycles is a sport (it isn’t) or playing cards is a sport (it’s a game) or bowling is a sport (it’s barely a game, but at least part of your body has to be in some sort of shape, sort of), but we cannot have the same conversation about fishing. Fishing involves sitting in a boat and fishing. It is so non-complex and so non-sports-like that there is almost literally no other way of describing WHAT IT IS AND HOW IT IS DONE than just “fishing”. Math is more of a sport than fishing is.
Then again, this is happening in Missouri, where, in the city of Mole, it is illegal to frighten babies, so…*
*NO DANCING IN PURDY!!!