posted on Dec, 24 2011 @ 05:47 AM
My issue with the idea of people getting so het up about training shoes can be boiled down to one very simple statement. The majority of people who
wear these so called sports labels as fashion items, are about as familiar with regular or daily physical excersize, as the moon is with breatheable
atmospheres and large cities.
I saw a gaggle of absolute gems the other day. Five fellas, walking down the road, festooned exclusively in designer sporting clothing, all of them
fat to the point of morbidity, shuffling along like some squadron of cave trolls who have stumbled through the changing rooms at a premiership
footballers convention. These people do not understand that owning a piece of sporting equipment ought to mean that you yourself are quite sporty.
There is no reason for someone who likes to sit on thier enormous engorged rump all day, eating potato chips, gulping down gallon helpings of pop,
and watching Jerry Springer or Maury all day (or for those of us in the UK, Jeremy (bloody) Kyle and re-runs of Trisha) to be buying up all the labels
they can grab, because it fools NO ONE!
We know they are just going to be sitting there tomorrow, doing the exact same amount of absolutely nothing that they did the day before, soaking up
the disability cheques, absorbing day time television propeganda, and generaly wasting everyone elses air, and we KNOW that without threat of mild
electrocution or a kick in the joystick, these behemoths are going to be doing the same thing the next day after that as well. Why they must insist on
attempting some sort of fashion based, oxymoronic irony at the same time is beyond me.
Do me a favour world, if you arent playing, quit dressing like a player. Get yourself some working boots and get off the couch!