Whoever Has the Most Fun Wins
I play recreational soccer. And I have often heard the argument that even at the professional level it should be approached as such: recreation.
But I am competitive as well, otherwise, the drive would be less.
Still, it is always good to set enjoyment as your most important outcome, especially when negative emotions are overwhelming you.
We play against some teams that win and STILL can't enjoy themselves (sad existence).
Anyway, many years back, I was on a team where the motto I reverted to often was the title of this entry: whoever has the most fun wins. Clearly, I'd only say it when we were losing (which may have been often) as a healthy reminder of why we were actually there and what we would be driving back home with.
This motto, of course, applies to most (if not all) of life. Charles Eisenstein, in his book, The Ascent of Humanity, has a chapter on play. He states that adults assume that "play" is for children, but in reality, the weird "games" adults have made up and engage in daily—business, consumerism, chores—are all "play" as well. Play is a natural component of who we are. The beauty of soccer is that it is transparent in its nature; it clearly is a game, a game we play. It should be enjoyed.
But sometimes we forget.
But I am competitive as well, otherwise, the drive would be less.
Still, it is always good to set enjoyment as your most important outcome, especially when negative emotions are overwhelming you.
We play against some teams that win and STILL can't enjoy themselves (sad existence).
Anyway, many years back, I was on a team where the motto I reverted to often was the title of this entry: whoever has the most fun wins. Clearly, I'd only say it when we were losing (which may have been often) as a healthy reminder of why we were actually there and what we would be driving back home with.
This motto, of course, applies to most (if not all) of life. Charles Eisenstein, in his book, The Ascent of Humanity, has a chapter on play. He states that adults assume that "play" is for children, but in reality, the weird "games" adults have made up and engage in daily—business, consumerism, chores—are all "play" as well. Play is a natural component of who we are. The beauty of soccer is that it is transparent in its nature; it clearly is a game, a game we play. It should be enjoyed.
But sometimes we forget.
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