I don’t care about ski jumping.
I have never been in to winter sports; I was always more of a outdoor, fair weather, team sport kinda kid. so there I am Sunday morning, sitting on the edge of my couch, watching it.
I think there is something strangely fascinating about watching an athlete who has worked incredibly hard over their life, attempting to achieve their goals. However lofty they can be.
it doesn’t really matter, at least to me, if they win or lose. just the fact they are there is enough for me to stay on the edge of my couch.