CALL ME SNAKE

Don’t get me wrong. I like sports as much as the next fellow, maybe more. But some sports are just well, they’re just not for me. Take wife carrying, for instance, which evidently is popular in Finland and in Bethel, Maine, as well, where the North American Wife Carrying Championship is held each year. This is no knock on my wife but with my back being what it is, maybe I’d be better off playing poker. But then again I heard the actor James Woods recently had surgery from nerve damage that occurred from resting his elbow on the gaming table for too long. So let’s cross that sport off my list as well. Extreme Video Game Playing is another one I’ll try to avoid. In August, a 28-year-old South Korean man died after playing “World of Warcraft,” an online video game, for 50 straight hours without eating or sleeping. Which leaves me with camel racing–the one sport I figured was sure to be safe. Guess what? I figured wrong. Camel racing, it turns out, is dangerous, particularly to boys (OK, I’m a few years beyond that category), who suffer (all too frequently) arm, leg, and head injuries, sometimes resulting in death. So I’m not sure where that leaves me. I suppose there’s always volleyball, but I’ve already said too much about volleyball–what with this being a volleyball blog and all. Maybe I’ll just work on my “inner game” for awhile and think about it.