Have you ever cried over a sporting event?

[Pattersonca65]

LOL, never. I was bummed after losing the super bowl for a couple of hours and then over it. Am not going to invest that much emotion into a sporting event meant for entertainment.

 

[Hank Kingsley]

I got misty-eyed when Greg Moore flipped his car into the infield wall at California Speedway.

 

[CaptainStubing]

this dude definitely cries during sporting events

 

[DallasSucks]

As a kid, sure.

Cried (as an FSU fan) at Wide Right I and Notre Dame 93.

Cried (as a Phillies Phan) at Joe Carter

Cried when we lost our pop warner league championship game

Then puberty hit and I went from Crying to full grown adult hate and sadness and depression.

Turning point was 98 Fiesta Bowl, no crying, just full on frustration at a shitty game. Then graduated to now as a mature adult, hoping for a plane crash for rival teams.

 

[Gatorchip]

I broke my wrist playing kickball. Cried a lot...

 

[pachyderm]

As an adult, the only time I shed some tears for a sporting event was when my Royals won the World Series in 2015

I cried when I found out that George Brett had hemorrhoids.

 

[RP-29]

I've broke-down cried twice since I hit puberty. One was a few years ago when my 16-year-old Husky-Golden Retriever died in my lap. The other was about football... ...Not watching, but playing...

Freshman year of high school, I joined the Freshman football team. Wanted to play RB. I was undersized for football. As a Freshman I was about 5'3", 110 lbs. [In middle school I was a pretty good RB despite my size - popped-off three long TD runs in our biggest game against our biggest rival.] I busted my ass in drills. I was the fastest, most agile and had the most endurance of anyone on the team. ...BUT...because of my size, the coaches never let me on the field...even in practices. They never gave me a chance...EVER!

One practice, I was frustrated about never getting a chance at RB and I asked the coaches if they would allow me to try out for PR or KR. They didn't even acknowledge my question; just rolled their eyes and looked away... essentially telling the kid who has been working extremely hard for them every practice to fuck off. ...Not just about the inquiry, but they made it very clear they didn't even want me on their team. That stung! After practice, I rode my bike home, locked myself in my room, laid on my bed face down and bawled.

Spoiler: story continuance unrelated to crying...

I didn't quit the team, though; I finished out the season as a workout warrior. I ain't a mfn quitter.

Sophomore year I didn't get much bigger. Also, some members of the football team attempted to bully me throughout practices and my Freshman school year, so I didn't bother with football anymore. [I say "attempted to bully me" because the mfers quickly found out that small in stature doesn't mean weak or timid.]

I played basketball as a sophomore. I was lethal from 3...best deep shooter on the JV team. Again, though, coaches didn't let me practice or even want me on the team because I was small.

As a junior I joined the track team. Don't need to be big to run. Ended up running primarily 800m's and 800m relays.

As a senior, I found out that my greatest athletic talent was actually in cross-country running - something I had never done before. Was the best long-distance runner in the school.

Spoiler: now

Now I'm a desk jockey in my 40's. Those days of long distance running are long gone. Yesterday I got kinda winded carrying a computer across the street. My hips wore out a great deal from all the distance running I did in my teens and early 20s. I stick to walks and short jogs (usually with my border collies) or biking. The only sport I physically participate in now is volleyball.

 

[Robotech]

I've broke-down cried twice since I hit puberty. One was a few years ago when my 16-year-old Husky-Golden Retriever died in my lap. The other was about football... ...Not watching, but playing...

Freshman year of high school, I joined the Freshman football team. Wanted to play RB. I was undersized for football. As a Freshman I was about 5'3", 110 lbs. [In middle school I was a pretty good RB despite my size - popped-off three long TD runs in our biggest game against our biggest rival.] I busted my ass in drills. I was the fastest, most agile and had the most endurance of anyone on the team. ...BUT...because of my size, the coaches never let me on the field...even in practices. They never gave me a chance...EVER!

One practice, I was frustrated about never getting a chance at RB and I asked the coaches if they would allow me to try out for PR or KR. They didn't even acknowledge my question; just rolled their eyes and looked away... essentially telling the kid who has been working extremely hard for them every practice to fuck off. ...Not just about the inquiry, but they made it very clear they didn't even want me on their team. That stung! After practice, I rode my bike home, locked myself in my room, laid on my bed face down and bawled.

Spoiler: story continuance unrelated to crying...

I didn't quit the team, though; I finished out the season as a workout warrior. I ain't a mfn quitter.

Sophomore year I didn't get much bigger. Also, some members of the football team attempted to bully me throughout practices and my Freshman school year, so I didn't bother with football anymore. [I say "attempted to bully me" because the mfers quickly found out that small in stature doesn't mean weak or timid.]

I played basketball as a sophomore. I was lethal from 3...best deep shooter on the JV team. Again, though, coaches didn't let me practice or even want me on the team because I was small.

As a junior I joined the track team. Don't need to be big to run. Ended up running primarily 800m's and 800m relays.

As a senior, I found out that my greatest athletic talent was actually in cross-country running - something I had never done before. Was the best long-distance runner in the school.

Spoiler: now

Now I'm a desk jockey in my 40's. Those days of long distance running are long gone. Yesterday I got kinda winded carrying a computer across the street. My hips wore out a great deal from all the distance running I did in my teens and early 20s. I stick to walks and short jogs (usually with my border collies) or biking. The only sport I physically participate in now is volleyball.

You are a persistent little bugger. Sorry, I couldn't help myself.

 

[dtgold88]

No, but closest was when Browns lost to Raiders in divisional playoff game after 1980 season.

 

[Robotech]

No, but closest was when Browns lost to Raiders in divisional playoff game after 1980 season.

The Ernest Byner game was maybe the third playoff game I ever watched (all on TV) after I watched the Niners lose to the Giants 49-3 in '87 and the Niners lose to the Vikings in '88.

I was rooting for the Browns all the way, and I think it was because someone gave me an old NFL 50th Anniversary book. As an 8-year old kid who just started watching sports, I absorbed that book quickly and learned much about the Browns. The book had many pages devoted to them, including sections on Jim Brown and Lou Groza. I only remember one mention of the Broncos in the whole book, and it was just a picture of their logo. LOL.

 

[dtgold88]

The Ernest Byner game was maybe the third playoff game I ever watched (all on TV) after I watched the Niners lose to the Giants 49-3 in '87 and the Niners lose to the Vikings in '88.

I was rooting for the Browns all the way, and I think it was because someone gave me an old NFL 50th Anniversary book. As an 8-year old kid who just started watching sports, I absorbed that book quickly and learned much about the Browns. The book had many pages devoted to them, including sections on Jim Brown and Lou Groza. I only remember one mention of the Broncos in the whole book, and it was just a picture of their logo. LOL.

If I wasn't older, probably would have come closer to tears for that game or The Drive the year earlier. I was 16 and then 17. Only 11 for the one I mentioned.

 

[kburjr]

When I was a kid? Yeah. By high school, I basically stopped, though. Outside of one of my own where my high school baseball team got upset in the state playoffs by a really low seed. It was my senior year and I never thought it would be my last game with the school. It was June and I had already graduated too... so that was just fucking it for high school. lol. It hit me hard.

With professional sporting events? Nah. I'm a fucking psycho and I do let it ruin my next few days sometimes. Hell, there's Bears losses from over a decade ago that I'm not over. But cry? No.

I bet there were quite a few of those games against GB, huh?

 

[NFL-Solomon]

At least you can draw some comfort knowing that horses are safe in philly.

Ummmmm, ...

Man Assaults Police Horse At Eagles Game, Philadelphia Police Say

 

[NFL-Solomon]

I liked most of them actually. Nothing will ever be as bad as those Astros uniforms or the ridiculous hats the Pirates wore.

The whole stripey Pirate uniform sucked, but those fucking soup can hats were the worst. They were the @handicappers of hats.

 

[Robotech]

The whole stripey Pirate uniform sucked, but those fucking soup can hats were the worst. They were the @handicappers of hats.

They should just go with actual Pirate hats.

 

[Anointed One]

Yes, 2x's....

In 1995, when the Mariners beat the Yankees in the the ALDS in game 5 in the bottom of the 11th inning... When Edgar hit the double and the throw to the plate was late and Griffey Jr scored the game winning run...I cried like a baby...

In 2005, when the Seahawk's beat the Carolina Panthers to go to SB and play Pittsburgh... It was our first ever SB appearance so I was pretty emotional after investing so much time and emotions into the team for so many years...

 

[NFL-Solomon]

I've broke-down cried twice since I hit puberty. One was a few years ago when my 16-year-old Husky-Golden Retriever died in my lap. The other was about football... ...Not watching, but playing...

Freshman year of high school, I joined the Freshman football team. Wanted to play RB. I was undersized for football. As a Freshman I was about 5'3", 110 lbs. [In middle school I was a pretty good RB despite my size - popped-off three long TD runs in our biggest game against our biggest rival.] I busted my ass in drills. I was the fastest, most agile and had the most endurance of anyone on the team. ...BUT...because of my size, the coaches never let me on the field...even in practices. They never gave me a chance...EVER!

One practice, I was frustrated about never getting a chance at RB and I asked the coaches if they would allow me to try out for PR or KR. They didn't even acknowledge my question; just rolled their eyes and looked away... essentially telling the kid who has been working extremely hard for them every practice to fuck off. ...Not just about the inquiry, but they made it very clear they didn't even want me on their team. That stung! After practice, I rode my bike home, locked myself in my room, laid on my bed face down and bawled.

Spoiler: story continuance unrelated to crying...

I didn't quit the team, though; I finished out the season as a workout warrior. I ain't a mfn quitter.

Sophomore year I didn't get much bigger. Also, some members of the football team attempted to bully me throughout practices and my Freshman school year, so I didn't bother with football anymore. [I say "attempted to bully me" because the mfers quickly found out that small in stature doesn't mean weak or timid.]

I played basketball as a sophomore. I was lethal from 3...best deep shooter on the JV team. Again, though, coaches didn't let me practice or even want me on the team because I was small.

As a junior I joined the track team. Don't need to be big to run. Ended up running primarily 800m's and 800m relays.

As a senior, I found out that my greatest athletic talent was actually in cross-country running - something I had never done before. Was the best long-distance runner in the school.

Spoiler: now

Now I'm a desk jockey in my 40's. Those days of long distance running are long gone. Yesterday I got kinda winded carrying a computer across the street. My hips wore out a great deal from all the distance running I did in my teens and early 20s. I stick to walks and short jogs (usually with my border collies) or biking. The only sport I physically participate in now is volleyball.

I just lost a Golden Retriever/Border Collie Mix a few weeks back. Best Dog Ever.

 

[NFL-Solomon]

They should just go with actual Pirate hats.

A turd on their heads would have been better than those layer cake abortions.

 

[HammerDown]

The whole stripey Pirate uniform sucked, but those fucking soup can hats were the worst. They were the @handicappers of hats.

I used to watch a lot of Pirates broadcasts when I had the MLB package and Bob Walk was talking about how much the players hated them.

 

[HammerDown]

LOL, never. I was bummed after losing the super bowl for a couple of hours and then over it. Am not going to invest that much emotion into a sporting event meant for entertainment.

I remember after that '09 ass-kicking by Baltimore, sitting in a huge bathtub in the dark in California for what must have been a couple of hours and I kept coming back to the bottom line that I'm at now: it makes no sense at all to get that heavily invested in a team that doesn't know you exist or give two shits about your opinion on anything.

That and the whole Colin Kaepernick debacle changed me forever on the NFL.

From where in was in 2012 to now, my sports watching is down 99.9%. Used to go to pro and college games and have all the packages to watch all the games and probably watched parts of 300 baseball games a year.

I just don't have the interest in it or the desire to support the bullshit, especially the NFL and NBA.

Not to mention I have waaaaay better priorities now.