posted on Jun, 27 2016 @ 05:37 PM
Like a lot of other people, I never stop trying to learn about myself and what makes me tick. While we are all are own worst critics, we also can't
always see ourselves clearly. Something along these lines happened last night. The specific scenario isn't all that important, but the question it
made me raise is (at least, to me).
I'm what you might call a "drive-by soccer fan." I never played or watched growing up. It wasn't until we signed up our son for soccer that I
started to watch some of the more significant games (World Cup, etc). I mostly wanted to get a general understanding of the game. I do admit that
while I still am only a "drive-by fan," I really do enjoy watching the international tournaments.
So, there's Messi. I've watched him here and there over the past few years and although of course I've never met the guy, he always sort of
"struck me" as a nice guy. Talented, for sure. Although I couldn't say I'm a fan, I could say with sincerity that I liked the guy and unless he
was going up against one of "my" teams (U.S.A., Belgium, Chile, England) I always wanted him to do well.
Until last night...
If it's a match between Argentina and Chile, I want Chile to win. Hands down. However, provided Chile would be winning, I would have still liked to
see Messi do well. In fact, prior to last night, I sort of told myself that if Chile lost because Messi was running around being awesome, I could
live with that. (Easy for me to say because, again, I'm not a huge soccer fan AND the US had already been eliminated).
I had the pregame coverage on while my wife and I were straightening up the house. We weren't glued to the screen but all we seemed to hear was
Messi is wonderful about this, Messi is so fantastic about that. Messi, Messi, MESSI! My wife actually joked that we shouldn't be surprised if they
cgi in a halo over him during the game.
Here is where I'm going with this.... By the time the match got started, I couldn't STAND Messi. I actually was overjoyed when he sent that penalty
kick flying over the cross bar. I was reveling in his defeat.
The thing that bothered me on my way to work this morning was "Why?" Why did I go from liking the guy to disliking him? He hadn't done ANYTHING.
For goodness sake, he didn't even get on the pitch when I started to "can't stand" him.
It bothered me because I started to wonder how that happened. It bothered me because it is making me wonder what other things/people do I "can't
stand" because of other people. In Messi's case it was hearing the commentators go on and on and on. Whatever the psychological term for my little
transition last night, how else has it affected me in ways that I'm just not seeing? Or, is this an isolated incident?
That being said, I'm no saint. There are plenty of people and things I can't stand for good reason. But Messi? Why?
Hopefully I was able to convey what I was trying to.