Ever had a feeling that something isn’t quite right, yet you can’t put your finger on it?
It doesn’t have to be anything to do with sport, like ‘We just need a big-sized backman’!
I’m talking relationships, work, health … sometimes there’s just an inkling that something is out of whack.
And it’s an uneasy feeling.
Yet, give yourself a moment to ponder what on earth is going on, and you might just get to the bottom of it. Or find out what’s at the crux of it.
And that’s where sport and I are at at the moment.
It’s taken that feeling of unease to force myself to delve back into my habits and how I’ve been spending my time. And not a moment too soon.
NBA League Pass
I’ve recently gone and got myself NBA League Pass. Basically, you can view any game you like as it happens, or after the fact. Is totally up to you.
For those with an addictive personality, like yours truly, this could scream, ‘Dumb idea! What were you thinking!?’ Do you go to Chadstone shopping centre if you’re hooked on shopping or to a pub if you have a drinking problem? I’ll end the obvious analogies there.
But for someone trying to strike a healthy balance between games that I truly love and a family, set of friends and faith that I love more, it’s an intriguing move…
And look, it’s not so much the game watching that has been an issue, it’s the extra-curricular online hyperbole that it hard to avoid. I mean, the shopping would be easier to avoid if you didn’t hear about the ‘sales’, right?! Ok, I said I’ve leave the analogies behind. My bad…
There are a number of quality web sites that are so great to lose yourself in, from Espn to Grantland, to the NBA web site itself.
And it’s this time wasting that has given rise to the feelings of unease. At the end of a busy year, it’s harder to make the important things the priority. Legs are tired, minds need a rest, ‘the boxes are ticked’ around the house and with family; why not put your feet up and take in whatever the online world has to offer?
A lucky one
I realise I’m fortunate in having gone 12 months without sport, in that your experiences during your ‘time off’ help you comprehend the potential energy and life-giving people and activities there are to immerse yourselves in. As well as this, though, you come to truly understand just what an enormous hold your particular obsession had on you.
Speak to anyone who has had time away from media, their phone, food, and they will tell you what a hold it had on them.
A number of people at church recently involved themselves in a 3 week fast. It wasn’t an entire ‘don’t eat for 21 days’ event, but believe me, it was full on.
And more than enough to know not just how much we can overly rely on food, but also how it’s used as comfort and something we use to wipe away the frustrations and pain of the week. The focus of the fast was not food, but our obsession with it played out. The word ‘idol’ came up for a number of us. Yep, something as simple and enjoyable as what we eat can be misused if we are not intentional about how we engage with it.
At the heart of this is the justification that ‘you’ve earned it’. Speak to any like-minded person and pretty much most behaviours will be excused on the basis that life is tough, you’ve had a hard week, there are worse things you could be doing, you’re in the midst of a challenging season of life … it’s a Tuesday; the list goes on!
Because I’ve had a year away, I know that the time that I’m spending online is a problem. It’s not hours per day, but it’s enough for me to know far too many particulars about the current NBA season – who’s on the rise, who’s dropping off, which teams are flying, which have disappointed, who’s injured a-gain, potential trades.
And if my mind is immersed in this meaningless information, it’s taking a passion which I genuinely love and turning it (back) into an obsession. This means that my neighbours, family, friends and my own personal wellbeing are compromised; I mean, when do you get offline and feel great about yourself?!
Fortunately it’s in the early days. I would never have considered 6 months ago when the year without sport ended that I would be giving myself access to every NBA game of the season.
But a big part of me is glad, and needs to be able to learn moderation in the face of temptation. Why should I deny myself the ability to watch a phenomenal sport with amazing athletes and personalities which I truly love?
Yet if I don’t get this right, that’s exactly what I’ll have to do.
I mean, if you come home from Chadstone with a $400 shopping bill, surely you take your credit card and … ahhh forget it …