May 17
Jason and Tim post coming out at a mlb event
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Jason and Tim post coming out at a mlb event
"FOOLY COOLY!"
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"What's Fooly Cooly?"
"How should I know?! I'm still in grade school! You think I'm that crazy?"
One of the greatest anime OVAs of all time and it's mine. FINALLY MINE! MWAHHAHAHAHA!
FULL SWING!
some thoughts on sports docuseries eg. Drive To Survive
Lately, I’ve been thinking about the wave of Netflix-style docuseries sweeping through every major sport—Drive to Survive (F1), Break Point (Tennis), Full Swing (Golf), Full Speed (NASCAR), and so on. And honestly? I think they’re starting to ruin what makes sport… sport.
To be fair, these series have done a lot of good. They’ve expanded audiences, made niche sports more accessible, and offered fans a new, behind-the-scenes perspective. The editing is slick, the storytelling is compelling, and there’s undeniable entertainment value. But there's a side of this trend that no one seems to be talking about.
These docuseries are turning sports into reality TV.
Athletes—real people doing high-stakes, physically and mentally demanding jobs—are being reduced to characters. Their struggles and setbacks are edited into “redemption arcs.” A single glance between competitors becomes a manufactured rivalry. Before you know it, you’re no longer watching a sport—you’re watching a scripted narrative, complete with dramatic voiceovers and swelling music.
Even worse, many of these shows are starting to feel indistinguishable. Golf, Formula 1, tennis, NASCAR—they’re all edited with the same tone, structure, and pacing. They don’t reflect the unique rhythm or identity of the sports themselves. Instead, they feel like part of a sports-themed cinematic universe: Hot Guys With Commitment Issues But In Different Uniforms: Season 4.
Now, I want to be super clear: I have nothing against the fans who come into a sport through these series. That’s actually one of the best parts of them—getting more people to care, to pay attention, to fall in love with something they might never have discovered otherwise. Everyone starts somewhere, and new fans are a good thing.
The problem isn’t the fans. It’s the framing.
These series flatten nuance into narrative. They turn competitions into episodes and reduce complex performances into moments designed to go viral. And once you start seeing the sport through that lens, it becomes really easy to forget that these are real people. Athletes start getting treated like fictional characters. Fans speculate about their personal lives, assign them “roles,” take edited drama as truth, and start online wars over things that were literally just good editing.
As well as this, some athletes genuinely dislike being filmed for these shows. They’re not trying to be marketable or camera-ready every second—they’re trying to win. And the constant presence of film crews can mess with their prep, their focus, and their mental health. It’s invasive. It’s distracting. And sometimes, it actively hurts their performance.
It’s also created a weird kind of culture clash:
Longtime fans who care about the stats, the strategy, the ugly wins and quiet losses.
Newer fans who are sometimes more interested in storylines, aesthetics, and vibes.
And look, I get it. Storylines are fun. Vibes are fun. Watching with emotional investment is part of being a fan. But when athletes are only celebrated when they fit a narrative—or worse, villainized when they don’t—it stops being about the sport and starts becoming something a little… toxic.
Sports are already full of drama, heartbreak, triumph, and tension. That’s the beauty of them. They don’t need to be edited into TV shows—they are the story. Just let the athletes compete. Let the sport speak for itself. And let the people on the field, track, or court be human, not content.
So let the sport breathe. Let the athletes be human. And let us remember we’re not watching a script—we’re watching real life, in motion.
Have you seen Full Swing (2023-present)?
Yes
Partially
No, but I've heard of it
Never heard of it
The true symbol of infinity is the full circle. It is also the symbol of fulfillment. And fulfillment is man's goal. Only in fulfillment will he find reality. Aye, we must go full swing. Home - where is it if not everywhere and nowhere at the same time? When he is in possession of his soul, then will man be fully alive, caring nothing for immortality and knowing nothing of death. To begin wholly afresh may mean coming alive at last!
from The Books in My Life by Henry Miller
I’m in a depression slump, extremely stressed and been day drinking watching Full Swing on Netflix and being brutally reminded of teenage me’s hard crush on Rory McIlroy. Please please for the love of all things good talk me out of writing fanfic for this man. Tell me it’s totally unnecessary and not needed, tell me I’m crazy and need to stage a serious intervention with myself. Otherwise buckle up bitches!
I just finished Full Swing on Netflix and I know some people would find it boring, but it just made me want to go out and play golf. I loved them showing these guys' personalities and I'd love to follow Joel Dahman the whole season.
I really felt for all the breakdowns we saw and it really showed how golf is such a mental game.