Yeah, so what’s up with the flipping stuff over, win or lose? Especially in Chicago. I would think that non-sports fans were getting pretty tired of Michael Jordan in the 80s and 90s when he was basically winning everything…
And I think people in Detroit are just ticked off about … well, pretty much everything!
When I lived in East Lansing, MI in the late 70’s the “fans” would torch a car if Michigan State won. They’d also torch a car if they lost. I just think they liked to torch cars.
I was at MSU when Magic Johnson & Co. won the NCAA Basketball title. I remember fans dragging the furniture out of bars and burning it in the median of Grand River Ave when MSU won the final game.
(OK, so I read about it in the campus newspaper. (What’s the name of that again?) I stayed away from the madness.)
Canadians are always known as nice and considerate people. I think it’s because all their anger are all funneled to Hockey and their evil funneled to Justin Bieber.
I’ll never forget the time I lived on the OSU campus in Columbus. One hour before the OSUvsMichigan game: “WOOO GO BUCKEYES!!!!!”. 5 seconds after they lost: “AHHHH @#$% THE BUCKEYES!!!” *attempts to throw brick, fails*
Panel 3: So, Mrs. O’Leary’s Cow was a sports fan? See, that’s why it’s a bad idea to teach cows to read the newspaper. They are way more competitive than they look.
Panel 1:
I think Adam literally correct in asserting men naturally like to gloat.
In evolutionary psychology, humans and all other creatures are genetically programmed by Darwinism to be selfish (and among other things) gloating jerks. We evolved big brains in part so we could override our genetic behaviors with culture.
By analogy, genes are computer hardware, culture is software. Got a problem in hardware, fix it in software because you can write software faster than you can manufacture new hardware. Humans can override their archaic hardware with new software upgrades.
We likely developed the concept of “sportsmanship” specifically to override our genetically programmed urge to exert dominance over the loser when we win. Likely, we did so precisely to teach children how to compete within a set of rules, winning one day and losing the next, without it all coming to blows.
In sports, the rules are the contrived rules of the sport but in life they are the rules of culture and law. Teaching sportsmanship trained us how to compete in business, politics, and even romance and still let the loser retain their dignity and the hope that on an another day or in another “game” they will be the victor.
I can’t decide if we’re actively losing the concept of sportsmanship or if we just have a rose colored view of it in the past.
During the mid and later 1800s in the big cities of the American Northeast, there were a lot of problems with sports related violence. Sometime umpires had to officiate from within cages to keep from getting attacked and there were some epic riots cum city wide running brawls after baseball games, usually between fans of teams from different parts of the same city.
But then again, it was largely the urban Irish immigrant population that rioted and, frankly, it doesn’t take much excite and booze to get us Irish into trouble. Originally, the Guinness Book of World Records was originally published by the Guinness to provide a means of settling bar bets over matters like sports history and thereby help prevent Guinness guzzling Irishmen from starting with coming to blows and burning down the odd city.
Not to say that the Irish didn’t have their own concept of sportsmanship. It was just less “Good game old man,” and more the winner helps the loser pick up his teeth and put out the fires.
The strips this week have looked great. Sharp. Clear. All around excellent. Not that your pen drawings weren’t fantastic as well but if using this CINTIQ thing makes your life easier, I say stick with it!
Shannon Love: not just sports. In 1849 in Manhattan, twenty five people were killed and over two hundred injured in a riot about whether Edwin Forrest or William Charles Macready was a better Shakespearian actor.
I admit, I have been REALLY tempted to smack Oxfordians. I mean, the Earl of Oxford died in 1604, and Shakespeare was still writing plays for ten years after that.
But, yeah. In the mid-nineteenth century, Shakespeare was enjoyed by people of all classes. The rough-and-tumble prospectors in the Gold Rush, those cowboys in from the range — they spent their money on whiskey, prostitutes, and Shakespeare performances.
Third panel remind me of a movie scene when a TV reporter reporting alien attack on Detroit. The scene was Detroit on fire with screaming and shootings can be heard. The next scene is the same as the first but with alien robots roaming around.
Oh man, I’m really flipping out over this!
Yeah, so what’s up with the flipping stuff over, win or lose? Especially in Chicago. I would think that non-sports fans were getting pretty tired of Michael Jordan in the 80s and 90s when he was basically winning everything…
And I think people in Detroit are just ticked off about … well, pretty much everything!
Dammit, Adam, panel 4 made me snort coffee up my nose.
Great work as always.
Sorry to hear that (no I’m not).
When I lived in East Lansing, MI in the late 70’s the “fans” would torch a car if Michigan State won. They’d also torch a car if they lost. I just think they liked to torch cars.
I remember hearing about that! I lived in Lansing.
“They burned up good.”
I was at MSU when Magic Johnson & Co. won the NCAA Basketball title. I remember fans dragging the furniture out of bars and burning it in the median of Grand River Ave when MSU won the final game.
(OK, so I read about it in the campus newspaper. (What’s the name of that again?) I stayed away from the madness.)
Case in point: Montreal or Vancouver during the hockey finals…
Canadians are always known as nice and considerate people. I think it’s because all their anger are all funneled to Hockey and their evil funneled to Justin Bieber.
I’ll never forget the time I lived on the OSU campus in Columbus. One hour before the OSUvsMichigan game: “WOOO GO BUCKEYES!!!!!”. 5 seconds after they lost: “AHHHH @#$% THE BUCKEYES!!!” *attempts to throw brick, fails*
Was rather amusing.
Panel 3: So, Mrs. O’Leary’s Cow was a sports fan? See, that’s why it’s a bad idea to teach cows to read the newspaper. They are way more competitive than they look.
Panel 1:
I think Adam literally correct in asserting men naturally like to gloat.
In evolutionary psychology, humans and all other creatures are genetically programmed by Darwinism to be selfish (and among other things) gloating jerks. We evolved big brains in part so we could override our genetic behaviors with culture.
By analogy, genes are computer hardware, culture is software. Got a problem in hardware, fix it in software because you can write software faster than you can manufacture new hardware. Humans can override their archaic hardware with new software upgrades.
We likely developed the concept of “sportsmanship” specifically to override our genetically programmed urge to exert dominance over the loser when we win. Likely, we did so precisely to teach children how to compete within a set of rules, winning one day and losing the next, without it all coming to blows.
In sports, the rules are the contrived rules of the sport but in life they are the rules of culture and law. Teaching sportsmanship trained us how to compete in business, politics, and even romance and still let the loser retain their dignity and the hope that on an another day or in another “game” they will be the victor.
I can’t decide if we’re actively losing the concept of sportsmanship or if we just have a rose colored view of it in the past.
During the mid and later 1800s in the big cities of the American Northeast, there were a lot of problems with sports related violence. Sometime umpires had to officiate from within cages to keep from getting attacked and there were some epic riots cum city wide running brawls after baseball games, usually between fans of teams from different parts of the same city.
But then again, it was largely the urban Irish immigrant population that rioted and, frankly, it doesn’t take much excite and booze to get us Irish into trouble. Originally, the Guinness Book of World Records was originally published by the Guinness to provide a means of settling bar bets over matters like sports history and thereby help prevent Guinness guzzling Irishmen from starting with coming to blows and burning down the odd city.
Not to say that the Irish didn’t have their own concept of sportsmanship. It was just less “Good game old man,” and more the winner helps the loser pick up his teeth and put out the fires.
Actually cows are naturally born assholes.
So are us Irish…
The strips this week have looked great. Sharp. Clear. All around excellent. Not that your pen drawings weren’t fantastic as well but if using this CINTIQ thing makes your life easier, I say stick with it!
Thanks! I’m actually gonna go back to pen & paper next week to see how it feels. Cintiq is nice, but it also has it’s problems.
Shannon Love: not just sports. In 1849 in Manhattan, twenty five people were killed and over two hundred injured in a riot about whether Edwin Forrest or William Charles Macready was a better Shakespearian actor.
Man, New Yorkers took their theater too seriously huh.
Guy A: “Francis Bacon is the real Shakespeare.”
Guy B: “Shut your mongrel mouth or I will drive my pointy stabby thingy to your unfortunate posterior!”
I admit, I have been REALLY tempted to smack Oxfordians. I mean, the Earl of Oxford died in 1604, and Shakespeare was still writing plays for ten years after that.
But, yeah. In the mid-nineteenth century, Shakespeare was enjoyed by people of all classes. The rough-and-tumble prospectors in the Gold Rush, those cowboys in from the range — they spent their money on whiskey, prostitutes, and Shakespeare performances.
So what you’re saying is that I’ve been female this whole time and didn’t realize it?
Freaky.
Well, you know … sometimes these discoveries just hit us out of the blue. There are worse ways to find out.
Third panel remind me of a movie scene when a TV reporter reporting alien attack on Detroit. The scene was Detroit on fire with screaming and shootings can be heard. The next scene is the same as the first but with alien robots roaming around.