Why does my sport feel so bad?

Michelle asked a very pertinent question this evening... "Why do we get so worked about sport?" It's a question I have often "suffered" but rarely really considered. Yet, tonight, as I listened to the U21s getting a hammering and Andy Murray putting the nation through hell at Wimbledon, I do have to concede that it would just be so much easier not to care! It was the same on Sunday, watching the topsy-turvy Cricketing-lottery that was the Twenty20 match at Edgbaston. Watching sport where you have an allegiance can be physical torture! It is gut-wrenching and it totally messes with your day / night.

Maybe it is a tribal thing or a nationalistic thing? Maybe it's the innate competitiveness - the survival of the fittest - in all of us, that makes watching sport as a neutral slightly less worthwhile? That's not even considering what 'sport' actually is - an essentially pointless pursuit that matters not to any real aspect of our lives. But if it IS so pointless, why is it such a huge part of who we are?

Well, it is match point now, so all this discussion becomes academic. Until next time. There's no doubt that watching sport as a sports fan can be seriously bad for your health but I'm not going to stop caring just yet. I couldn't do that to myself!