After a conscious search for the trivial uses of my time, I deliberately gave up sports. What I had been was a sports fan, and I deliberately stopped being one. No more afternoons watching football and baseball, no more mornings spent reading the sports page, no more turning on the tube to hear the scores. After all, sports are just a bunch of people in pursuit of a spherical object. There's no intrinsic value or meaning to sports.
Sports are fluff.
Fluff can be nice. We all need some fluff now and then, but we should keep in mind that fluff doesn't feed the hungry, cure the sick, or elevate humanity in any real sense. It's just a few people chasing a ball, throwing a ball, kicking a ball, and millions of people sitting on their butts watching the ball go back and forth. Sports are values-neutral, in and of themselves. They can bring out the best in us, or just as easily, the worst.