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Sports: announcers, money, chance, baseball hats and sunglasses

Art: actor Oliver Hudson, money, chance, minute physical gestures

A young man weighs sports and art

Montreal, QC

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Parc YMCA, circa 3 PM

The scene: A game of soccer among teenagers.  One goalie stood out from his jersey-clad peers. He was wearing a Rastafarian-style hat made out of a thick wool.  It covered a small portion of his dreadlocks, which were draped over a T-shirt featuring the U.S.S.R. insignia, about which he probably knew very little. His style, and his apathy towards the game, showed me that he was a sports kid being called away by the siren song of art. It was fascinating to see a youth standing over the precipice, weighing the pros and cons of sports and art. I wanted to scream at him that sports vs. art does not have to be a zero-sum game.  “It is possible to be both sports and art and still lead a rich, meaningful life!” I would say. And then in my head, I’d add: “But it is downright ridiculous to play soccer in a knit hat like that, junior…”

Sports Art

Literally:

Sports v. Art: Infinite Permutations

It is my hope that what takes place herein will help sort out one of life’s crucial questions: where sports and art stand in relation to each other. The title of the blog is deliberately provocative, implying these two ways of being are somehow at odds with one another. On the other hand, the web site url, you will notice, implies a marriage between the two. The truth, of course, is somewhere in between. In life, nothing is entirely sports and nothing is entirely art. To explore the sports-art spectrum is to explore bears, bagels, libraries, eggos, roasts, volleyball, egg, life.