It's an excuse for those who are so inclined to do such things. Most "fans" who engage in such inappropriate activities don't even go to the games, but rather come in to join the exiting crowd and do their wrongs because they feel they'll have a better chance of getting away with it due to the high emotion and crazed throng mentality.
And as for hockey being too violent, it is what it is. Love it or leave it. Personally I LOVE it. There will always be goons and I will always hate them (even when they're on my team *glares at Chris Chelios*). But the speed and beauty of the sport will always win out over the goons.
I like hockey, too. I grew up on a street full of Bruins fans. I still watch Olympic hockey, because violence is not allowed, and the sport is so, so cool to watch.
My love is baseball, though, not just because of the techincal aspects. I mean, I can't tell a change-up from a slider, and I don't know the ERA of all the pitchers in the league. But gah, I love the atmosphere, the beer-and-popcorn All-American gestalt of it all, and I love my Red Sox.
I first heard a Sox game in 1967, on my parents' transistor radio in my back yard. It was the '67 pennant race, the year of the Impossible Dream, and I've been hooked ever since. I really hope baseball doesn't get into the violence any more than it has, because I'd hate to have to walk away from something so precious to my heart.
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Date: 2003-10-15 03:36 am (UTC)And as for hockey being too violent, it is what it is. Love it or leave it. Personally I LOVE it. There will always be goons and I will always hate them (even when they're on my team *glares at Chris Chelios*). But the speed and beauty of the sport will always win out over the goons.
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Date: 2003-10-15 05:45 am (UTC)My love is baseball, though, not just because of the techincal aspects. I mean, I can't tell a change-up from a slider, and I don't know the ERA of all the pitchers in the league. But gah, I love the atmosphere, the beer-and-popcorn All-American gestalt of it all, and I love my Red Sox.
I first heard a Sox game in 1967, on my parents' transistor radio in my back yard. It was the '67 pennant race, the year of the Impossible Dream, and I've been hooked ever since. I really hope baseball doesn't get into the violence any more than it has, because I'd hate to have to walk away from something so precious to my heart.