I watch BBC news this morning and the sports part of the programme came on. Am I missing something by not understanding the rules, nay the reasons, these so called sports even exist, take this morning:-
Tour de France... It is not a race {but is always referred to as one} but a time trial lasting approximately three weeks. After three weeks the times are accumulated so therefore the cyclist with the overall shortest time is deemed to be the winner and as such when it "finishes" in Paris on the "last" day the leader is not challenged as he cruises over the finish line, so to me that means it finished YESTERDAY if he's not being challenged as a race is first over the finish line.
And the spectators en-route stand there for hours just to watch cyclists roar passed them in less than a minute.
Formula 1.... This is even more bizarre, these drivers tour the world racing cars that you couldn't afford even if you did win the lottery, and the beauty of this is when I catch the results sometimes the winners seem to be the same three or four names, you may as well just have those four only in a race because the other teams seem to be wasting their money.
Football.... All I can add to what I've already said about football is I don't understand why, if the players are not winning because their cr*p, why sack the manager, he's not playing. People will say "Oh you don't understand" your right I don't.
Round the world yacht race...What the hell is all that about, gone for eleven months, trying to kill yourself {one did die apparently} not what you would call a spectator "sport". Apparently Robin Knox-Johnston the first person to solo non stop round the world {obviously wasn't working at the time then} said "What an achievement..do you realise more people have climbed mount Everest than have sailed round the world" so he's obviously never been on a cruise liner then. {F.Y.I. Everest, another waste of time climbing that, it's been done to death}
Golf..... Don't get me started.
Apart from the yacht race why do the above also insist on having dolly birds draped everywhere.
Going now as my croquet mallet wants polishing.