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The Extinction of Recording Live Sports

Can’t make it home in time to watch a NBA playoff game? Want to tape it and watch it later?  You’d have a better chance of breeding a family of unicorns in your basement than making it home without finding out what the score is.  I remember years ago when my dad used to tape tennis matches and my brother and I would have to wait for him to get home to watch it.  If anyone even joked at hinting who won, my dad would pull a casual nun chuck and due to graphic nature of what happened next, I’ll let you put the pieces together.  Worst case scenario a friend would call you on the house phone and accidentally say something like, “Aw did you see the game!? Federer killed it!”.  But after the first time it happened, it was an easily-avoidable situation solved by a simple unplugging of your phone while you watch the game.  It was a minor inconvenience to keep our lips sealed because there wasn’t a 24-hours news cycle. Now, in order to tape a live game and avoid the score, you have to dodge a bombardment of Tweets, Texts, Statuses, Sportscenter Apps, T.V, and any page on the internet. Don’t forget that one friend that always says the score out loud regardless of how many times you threaten to karate chop him.

The only way to get away with taping a live game today is to simultaneously become amish, have no friends, and live in a barrel. Sports tapers, I hope you enjoy the smell of oak and loneliness.

 

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