Sports are about love.
Oh, they're about money too, and cheating and greed and gold medals and thin thighs, but today let's just think about the love part, the intersection of heart and body, self and other, dreams and reality. I love swinging a golf club, then watching the ball fly . I almost don't care where it goes. It's just so beautiful up there, that tiny white moon orbiting, while back on earth I feel so deeply satisfied and impressed that I start dreaming, quite foolishly, of turning pro. I love when athletes voice their vulnerability and confusion.