{"id":44496,"date":"2012-06-23T20:24:06","date_gmt":"2012-06-24T04:24:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=44496"},"modified":"2012-06-23T20:24:06","modified_gmt":"2012-06-24T04:24:06","slug":"i-almost-skipped-my-sisters-wedding-for-the-super-bowl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=44496","title":{"rendered":"I Almost Skipped My Sister&#8217;s Wedding For The Super Bowl"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In January 1982, I almost decided to skip a trip home to Australia for two weeks to avoid missing the <A HREF=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Super_Bowl_XVI\">Super Bowl<\/a>, even though my favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys, was not playing, and I had no emotional attachment to either of the teams in the contest.<\/p>\n<p>I eventually came to my senses and made the trip. It was a good thing I did because in the newsstands on the way there, there, and on the way back, I took up a vigorous perusal &#8212; for the first time &#8212; of men&#8217;s magazines like Playboy and Penthouse. <\/p>\n<p>I was 15. <\/p>\n<p>I arrived in Australia after the game had concluded. I think my Uncle Val told me who won and I got to see highlights on the news that night.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m just thinking about how I almost chose to skip my sister&#8217;s wedding to watch a football game and it makes me question the role spectator sports has played in my life. For me, I think, it is a narcotic. It is a way I distract myself from the loneliness of my existence. I have an intimacy disorder and I try to numb the pain through sex, porn, sports, gambling, etc.<\/p>\n<p>When I can lose myself watching some event on TV, I can forget about my discouragement with my own life for a few hours.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t think happy people, generally, are the most devoted sports fans.<\/p>\n<p>Through therapy and 12-step work and Judaism and the like, I&#8217;m starting to stare some of my addictions in the face and to look back on my life with greater clarity.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In January 1982, I almost decided to skip a trip home to Australia for two weeks to avoid missing the Super Bowl, even though my favorite team, the Dallas Cowboys, was not playing, and I had no emotional attachment to &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/?p=44496\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[21,22],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-44496","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","category-sports"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44496","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=44496"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44496\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":44497,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44496\/revisions\/44497"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=44496"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=44496"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lukeford.net\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=44496"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}