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Gerard
Baker, a native of the UK, grew up playing and watching two different
sports called football, or what Americans refer to as soccer and rugby.
But since that time, his passion for the sports of his homeland has
petered out in favor of the American game, AKA Gridiron. Why? Baker explains:
"It’s none of the usual explanations: lots of scoring
being better than endless nil-nil draws—I’ve been to cricket matches in
which 1,000 runs were scored and you could hardly call them riveting.
It’s not the hoopla or the sport-as-family-entertainment thing either
which soccer fans accustomed to English hooliganism are supposed to
appreciate. (Have you ever been to an Eagles game?)
Baseball fans will have to forgive me here, but the answer, I think,
is that football is the quintessential American sport. It’s no accident
it hasn’t really caught on elsewhere (the annual NFL game in London
notwithstanding) whereas baseball and basketball have at least a claim
to a global following and participation.
In its energy and complexity, football captures the spirit of America
better than any other cultural creation on this continent, and I don’t
mean because it features long breaks in which advertisers get to sell
beer and treatments for erectile dysfunction. It sits at the
intersection of pioneering aggression and impossibly complex strategic
planning. It is a collision of Hobbes and Locke; violent, primal force
tempered by the most complex set of rules, regulations, procedures and
systems ever conceived in an athletic framework.
Soccer is called the beautiful game. But football is chess, played
with real pieces that try to knock each other’s brains out. It doesn’t
get any more beautiful than that."
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