Tell us a time you snuck sports when you shouldn’t have

We’ve all snuck sports at less-than-ideal times. Let us hear your story.

Part of being a sports fan — a truly invested sports fan — is that sometimes sports can rule your life. We know it’s silly, but sports aren’t rational. When you’re irrational, you do things you probably shouldn’t do, like try to watch a major sporting event when you have prior commitments.

We want to hear about a time you watched, attended, streamed or listened to sports when you weren’t supposed to. Post your story in the comments below. Consider this therapy. To get you started, here are some tales of sports from inside SB Nation. We’ve all been there.

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David Fucillo: I went to boarding school for high school from 1994-1997. I was a huge Wade Boggs fan when I was younger, so I was rooting for him during the 1996 World Series. We had lights out before the games ended each night, so I listened to Yankees-Braves on the radio in the dark in my room.

Kirsten Schlewitz: At law school, I’d have to do this quite a bit, as classes would be quite inconveniently scheduled during the most important soccer matches — usually the Champions League. Usually I could get by using Twitter and sites that update live, because usually my teams weren’t playing and I only needed to see scores as the games progressed. But every once in awhile, I’d have to actually watch. One of those times was when my Aston Villa team were playing rivals Birmingham City in the League Cup, and needed a win to progress to the semi-final. It was the end of the semester, and students were giving presentations, so I found an illegal feed and turned the volume on my speakers off. But after one of the students had presented, he came back to his seat, turned to me, and said he could see the reflection of the game in the window behind me. Whoops! So, knowing we couldn’t come in and out during presentations, I snuck off to the “bathroom” for the final ten minutes of the match … only for my team to lose with five minutes left to play. Karma, I suppose.

Eric Stephen: Game 5 of 1988 NLCS was on a Monday, a noon PT start at Shea Stadium, Dodgers vs. Mets. I had a transistor radio in my pocket, and a single earphone running up through my shirt into my ear. I was in sixth grade, and suppressed everything but a fist pump when the Dodgers pulled ahead 6-0 in the 5th. Didn’t get caught.

Kevin McCauley: The juniors/seniors lunch/study hall room at my high school had a projector hooked up to cable. During conference tournament week and the NCAA tournament, lots of kids would ditch class to go down there and watch games. The study hall supervisor was like 23 and went to high school with all of my friends’ older siblings and didn’t give a shit.

I also had late lunch period, 6th hour theater and 7th hour study hall with our alcoholic theater supervisor. So I could just leave school at 12:30, call the study hall room at the start of that period and say I’m working in the theater during my study hall, and the drunk would sign the attendance sheets later even if I was at my house playing video games.

High school was fun.

Seth Pollack: In 1988 I received a portable TV as a high school graduation gift. This primitive device had about a 2 inch black and white screen with a long retractable antenna and was the size of a small brick. Obviously, I snuck this thing under my robe and watched an NBA playoff game during my graduation ceremony:

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Mike Schoppmann: During the 2007 Pats 18-1 season, I snuck downstairs to watch the Pats/Ravens MNF game, which was one of their closest tests during the regular season. I was in high school and living in New Jersey, and unfortunately a Jets fan. My dad heard the TV and yelled for me to go to bed. I angrily told him I wanted to watch the Patriots lose. He waited a moment and then came downstairs, shutting the TV off. I protested, and he initially gave a weak reason that it was a school night and I needed sleep. I pressed him on it, and his sad dismissal revealed he was trying to save my poor Jets fandom from watching another Patriots victory.

Grant Brisbee: I used to get updates on the Giants game on the Headline News ticker when I was in college. I would just wait for the ticker to scroll by and see if the score/inning changed. When it took a long time to change innings, I knew there was hot baseball action going on.

Jon Bois: Adulthood itself is comprised of countless little overlapping cells of mini-adulthood; you stand at one end and look to the other end six years prior and feel as though you’re three feet taller. I think of this when I think of a time I willfully watched a bootleg feed of my Kansas City Chiefs in 2008. This was the final year of the Herm Edwards era. This is a team that started Tyler Thigpen for eleven games. It was the most un-fun, worst team I’ve ever watched. They finished 2-14.

Present-day me would never have taken any considerable length to watch such a team, but 2008-me hadn’t quite figured out how to cut bait. So I wandered through the sunless 2008 Internet Bootleg Stream wilderness. This scene is bad enough today, what with the logic puzzles of floating ads that must be X’d out in the correct order, but it was somehow even worse back then. Half the feeds would chop out or stop working altogether after a few minutes, and listening over the radio was almost certainly a better option.

I finally found someone who had bothered to stream the Chiefs game. He had turned his TV to the game and pointed his camera toward the TV screen. I still cannot explain how a man can possess the motivation and wherewithal to stream video over the Internet, and yet somehow can’t manage to upload his video feed directly. It might have been art.

Sometimes, the screen would be obscured while he stood up and yelled at his screaming kid. I never saw the kid, but he must have been three or four. A few minutes into my viewing experience, he threw a fit and somehow knocked the camera over on its side. His dad failed to notice this; the rest of the game would be broadcast sideways.

I turned my monitor on its side to watch the rest of the game. I can’t remember the score, or who the Chiefs played. They lost, I guarantee you.

Sarah Kogod: The Yankees were in a playoff game on the day of my wedding. It was my maid of honor’s job to keep me updated on the score. They lost. Clearly nobody told the Yankees it was my wedding day.

Cory Williams: I skipped an actual wedding ceremony to attend the ASU vs. Notre Dame game last month. I changed into a suit after the game and went to the reception. I don’t think anyone noticed.

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So what’s your story? Post a comment! Let’s commiserate!

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