Autism and sport

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Although most sports do little to nothing for me, I of course watch my footy team's website for scores. Of course, my avatar is the Liverpool Football Club mascot. I don't get to see games in the states, but I keep tabs through the site. Don't enjoy many other sports and don't play any except for a little footy with my son every now and then way back when....(sigh). I really don't understand baseball, which bores me to death, or american football.

I'm self dx here.

But I've got a bit to say regarding this area!

As a child, my parents enrolled me in 3 sports yearly, soccer, basketball, and baseball. I hated basketball with a passion. One year, I was looking back at the "season" and could not recall making a single basket that year. Misery...

Anyway, I remember my first goal in soccer (kneed it in by accident!), one of three I know I made that year. I was a midfielder, so my opportunities were limited. That year was same I headbutted the soccer ball from one end of the field to the other. Parents were so amazed.

Baseball, that was a fun one. My parents teased me later that I used to sit in the grass. What did I do? Was picking flowers! LOL. I'm no pansey by the way, just the way I was. My moments of glory came when I was on the pitching mound. I actually loved pitching for some reason. Every strike out was cause for celebration. Used to jump as high as I could.

Other than the few positive moments in there, I absolutely HATED sports with a passion.

During my freshman year of highschool, I was feeling rather the failure, and was primed and ready for the wrestling coach's spiel on "making today the day to change life." I did, and never regretted it. I made actual friends in the 4 years I was a wrestler, met people I never would have met otherwise, openned up, and was exposed to the concept of doing things I didn't want to do. Every practice I was a clockwatcher, but I was also a people watcher. I NEVER wanted to be the one coach would yell at, never wanted to be the last in line, never wanted to be the one who lost cos he didn't practice hard. Learning wrestling moves was difficult for me. I never even picked up the basic takedowns, tho pinning combos were somewhat easy, as were escapes. I believe this is a result from my problems with initiative. When threatened, I performed like a champ, when asked to go out like a beast, I shrank... This was until I stumbled upon a takedown that turned my loserly ways around. Was by accident, but once learned, replicated the results time and again. I was not a "champ," or "stud" in wrestling, tho people thought of me that way. I was a person who tried to keep the image, as people saw me. Winning or losing didn't elicit pride or dejection, only relief-that I did not get pinned. Certain matches elicited enormous amounts of pride however, the ones that I truly thought I had no chance in hell in, and those that I overcame a possible loss in. Fast pins became my specialty, as I NEVER wanted to lose, and pinning is the best way to prevent that from happening. Last year of wrestling compiled a 41-14 record, not too shabby.

I voted for the first option but there should be a fourth option: "I don't like sports/I'm not good at sports". By voting for the first option, I lied because there are things I dislike more than sports.

I hate sports more than anything else. Although in recent months I've become interested in exercise. I absolutely love the feeling, especially after walking. I'd love to run, but io run very funny and awward, and when i run i wind up going all out of place.