BY MATT MERKEL
Alright, so for those of you that follow along, I said that last week’s article was my last. I apologize, it seems that I mistakenly looked over the schedule and that in fact this week is my very last article.
Time flies when you’re in college, and before I know it I will be handed a diploma (or one will come in the mail) and I will be off into the real world battling co-workers and the high cost of living prices. It’s a scary time in every graduate’s life, and I can honestly say that the one thing that helps keep my head on straight is the knowledge that sports will never change.
Well, of course, teams will change and the rules associated with each sport will change but the sports themselves will still bring me the same pleasure they have since I was a five-year-old boy.
It’s a funny thing when you realize that maybe you got it right at such a young age. I don’t know if other sports fans have ever thought about this, but if I could go back in time to when I watched my first Pacer game, I would high-five myself and tell him that I am entering a journey that will last a lifetime. I will never stop being a sports fan. That five-year-old kid in me got it completely right.
There are a few things that I got right in my life: my engagement, my major, my household and sports. The reason why sports are so special is because the other choices came with maturity in myself. As I got older I knew who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I grew to understand what I wanted to do with the rest of my life and got a major that corresponded with my dreams. It took a while, but after some soul searching, I decided what household I wanted to join.
Sports, on the other hand, are an entirely different story. I stumbled into the sporting world and never once wanted to get out of it. I didn’t need to mature to appreciate sports and I guarantee that most of you didn’t either. We never outgrew sports because they grew with us. I list my decades on this earth based on how the Colts did. I remember 2006 because of a Superbowl win and I could list off every winner since 1998 from memory. Sports grew with me. Almost like a pet. They always make you happy even if they’re sometimes hard to watch. Seriously, if your pet peed on the carpet you don’t hate it forever. In fact sometimes it can be a little funny.
Sports are the same way, even if we lose by a lot of points or drop a heart-breaker, I will still love my team. I guess this rant is to fill my last article but I want everyone reading this to know how sports affected me and how it still does. Get into it as soon as you can.