I had the odd experience of watching a taped football game. Last night I watched the 49er game I missed last Sunday. It was pretty fun, but I felt a little weird getting excited about a game I knew the outcome of. But that wasn't all. It seemed strange because I knew my hoping, excited (beer fueled) energy wasn't going to change what was going to happen (since it had already happened). But really, when does my quasi-participation make any difference when I watch a sport on TV? I guess it never really does. I've just been duped into accepting television as a surrogate for experience. But I guess it's more entertaining that way.
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