Watching sweaty men (or women) racing around a field, whilst kicking, throwing or hitting a ball, with any kind of implement, is my idea of hell. It seems so utterly pointless and mind bendingly boring, I'd rather stick pins in my eyes. But any kind of sport where vehicles and speed are involved can hold my attention for hours.
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