By Jeph Duarte | Pounding The Rock (PtR), 2024-08-05 19:00:00
由生成式人工智能翻译,译文内容可能不准确或不完整,以原文为准。
哪位球员最能代表你内心的自我?
什么是精神动物?
在一些传统中,精神动物指的是在人生旅途中守护一个人的向导,其特征体现了该个体的特质。与星座类似,你的精神动物也具有相似的特征。
它也被用作一种幽默的比喻,指代一个人所认同或崇拜的事物。最近,我经历了一段人生低谷,我告诉一位朋友,“在我目前的状态下,万帕(Wampa)就是我的精神动物”。对那些不熟悉的人来说,万帕是《星球大战5:帝国反击战》中生活在霍斯星球冰洞里的雪人状生物。是的,我当时的状态并不好,但你明白我的意思。
正是本着第二种传统,我决定分享我的马刺队精神球员。
在我十几岁的时候,我认为自己是个局外人。作为一个朋克摇滚和恐怖电影的爱好者,我觉得自己就像一个局外人,看着高中里满是富家子弟的世界。我无视自己也是其中一员的事实,以一种半强制性的叛逆行为迷恋上了席德·维瑟斯(Sid Vicious)和《回购人》(Repo Man)。事实上,作为一个衣着整洁、参加教会活动的童子军,我的叛逆程度也就那样。
作为一名圣安东尼奥马刺队的球迷,在我高中时,我放弃了对球队的狂热,因为我对有组织的体育运动失去了兴趣。直到丹尼斯·罗德曼(Dennis Rodman)来到这座城市。
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罗德曼,同样来自德克萨斯州,在底特律活塞队的“坏孩子军团”中声名鹊起。比起当时垂死的、在我看来被高估了的洛杉矶湖人队和波士顿凯尔特人队之间的竞争,我更喜欢他们的比赛风格。
罗德曼“毫不在乎”的态度引起了我的共鸣。1993年,当他被交易到圣安东尼奥时,我感到精神焕发。我觉得,与由大卫·罗宾逊(David Robinson)领导的、作风干净利落的马刺队相比,他的焦虑正是我的生活中所缺少的。
他的头发,他的观点,他对媒体说话的方式,他与麦当娜的关系,以及麦当娜在阿拉莫城的亮相,都让我着迷。我最终拥有了罗德曼的球星卡、球衣、书籍,应有尽有。
丹尼斯·罗德曼曾经是,在某些方面现在仍然是,我的马刺队精神球员。
我注意到,当我观看奥运会时,任何时候,任何运动项目的运动员,只要身穿10号球衣,我都会特别注意。10号仍然能引起我的共鸣,因为这是“大虫”在为银黑军团效力时所穿的号码。
所以,当我看到女儿在巴黎奥运会上踢足球时,你能想象我的惊讶之情。她在本届比赛中打进了第一个进球,还在四分之一决赛中打进了对阵日本的制胜球,推动美国女足国家队晋级半决赛,将在明天对阵德国队。
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/embedded-video/mmvo216337989753
嗯,也许是时候让另一个罗德曼来做我的精神运动员了。
谁是你的马刺队精神球员?
点击查看原文:Open Thread: Determining my San Antonio Spurs spirit player
Open Thread: Determining my San Antonio Spurs spirit player
Which player best represents your inner self
What is a spirit animal?
In some traditions, a spirit animal refers to a guide who protects a person on their journey and whose characteristics exemplify that individual. Similar to a zodiac sign, your spirit animal has similar traits.
It is also used as a humorous metaphor for something a person relates to or admires. Recently I was passing through a rough patch in my life and I told a friend, “in my current state, Wampa is my spirit animal.” For those unfamiliar, Wampa is the yeti-like creature living in an ice cave on Hoth from The Empire Strikes Back. Yeah, I wasn’t doing so hot, but you get what I mean.
It is in the second tradition that I have decided to share my Spurs spirit player.
During my teens, I considered myself an outcast. A fan of punk rock and horror films, I felt as if I existed on the outside looking in toward my high school full of privileged kids. Ignoring that I was one of them, I latched onto Sid Vicious and Repo Man in a semi-forced act of rebellion. In reality, I was only as defiant as a clean-cut, church-going Boy Scout could be.
As a San Antonio Spurs fan, I ditched my fandom in high school as I turned away from interest in organized sports. That is, until Dennis Rodman came to town.
Photo by Focus on Sport/Getty Images
Rodman, a fellow Texan, made a name for himself in Detroit with the Bad Boy Pistons. I preferred their brand of ball to the dying, and what I considered overrated, rivalry between the Los Angeles Lakers and Boston Celtics.
Rodman’s “could care less” attitude resonated with me. And when he was sent to San Antonio in 1993, I was rejuvenated. I felt like his angst in comparison to the clean cut, David Robinson led Spurs, was what was missing from my life.
His hair, his perspective, the way he spoke to the press, his relationship leading to Madonna making appearances in the Alamo City, I was smitten. I eventually had Rodman trading cards, jersey, books, the works.
Dennis Rodman was, and in some ways still is, my Spurs spirit player.
I noticed as I was watching the Olympics. Anytime a player, in any sport, is wearing #10, I tend to take notice. #10 still resonates with me because it is what The Worm wore while playing with the Silver & Black.
So imagine my surprise when I saw daughter playing soccer in the Paris Olympics. Scoring the first goal of the competition, she additionally scored the winning goal in the Quarter-finals against Japan, propelling the US Women’s national soccer team into the Semi-finals against Germany tomorrow.
https://www.nbcnews.com/news/embedded-video/mmvo216337989753
Hmm, might be time for a different Rodman to serve as my spirit athlete.
Who is your Spurs spirit player?
By Jeph Duarte, via Pounding The Rock