I hate sports.
But just for the sake of family bonding, I took my son over to my parent’s house to watch the BYU vs. Utah game. My daughters came too, though they did not watch the game, but instead played with “Grammie’s toys.”
What an excellently played game. Utah did well, but not as well as I was expecting. BYU did far better than I expected. Really, BYU lost in my opinion due to three factors: 1) the idiots ran the ball on a 4th down when they should have kicked a field goal, 2) there was that bad call that got called as a fumble when it wasn’t, 3) they missed their final field goal.
Especially #3, of course, because the other two can’t be directly tied to the loss in a straightforward cause and effect manner.
Also note that my justifications above are the rational equivalent to saying: “Utah only won because they scored more points as per the rules of the game.” Sort of takes the justification wind out of my sails. Though somehow it makes me feel like I have a moral victory – though now I’m going to have to wonder if I just proved moral victories don’t actually exist.
After it was all done, and the Utah’s walked away with their victory, my oldest daughter came in and asked “Who was playing?” My son and I told her it was BYU and Utah. She then asked, “Who won?” We told her Utah did.
“Oh! I was voting for Utah!” she exclaimed.