Also, on the bright happy-go-lucky side of things, gaming tournaments are an absolute joy to watch. Being a big fan of fighting games myself, I often stream world class Street Fighter and Mortal Kombat tournaments, and get an amazing feeling from watching these fights. Watching the best of the best going tooth, claw and Shoryuken against one another. It’s truly thrilling stuff, and I’d imagine I get the same warm fuzzy feeling from this that sports fans get from watching there favourite football teams play. I, for one, would happily watch these tournaments ‘till the cows come home… Then I’d watch them with the cows (cows love Street Fighter!)
Gamers are generally not athletes (I’m sure some are, but let’s generalise here, and run on averages), and never will be. The only movement they perform is through their hands. Some of the best gamers I’ve ever met were so out of shape that it was genuinely unhealthy. They could easily clock up an insane amount of kills in a CoD death match, but couldn’t outrun a granny. Speaking from my own experience, I’ve always considered myself a good(ish) gamer, but I’m no fuckin’ athlete. If you made me sprint the length of a football pitch, you’d see me falling over, panting like a dog on a hot summer’s day, and simply waiting there in the grass, hoping that I’ll somehow respawn again at the starting grid.
You could argue that darts players are in a similar shape, and are still considered sportsmen. I’d argue that they are indeed in similar shape, and that they should, by no means, be considered sportsmen. Sportsmen sweat for their sport, darts players sweat for all the wrong reasons. Besides, sportsmen don’t have fucking beer bellies…
The only way video gaming will ever become a sport in my eyes, is if motion controllers begin to work properly. If someday, you’re actually performing the crazy, intense moves of your character. If you actually have to leg it around the room to play Fifa. The closest gaming has to sports at the moment is Guitar Hero, but that’s still pretty much just hand movements, and has a hell of a long way to go to become a sport of any kind. Until then, I’m more than happy to continue being a fat, lazy, geeky, man-child.