Thoughts on TV and Sports from forty something.
Thirty five years ago:
If there was a kid's special on TV that you really wanted to see, like Charlie Brown, then you planned for it. I remember running all the way home from school in third grade because King Kong was going to air at 3:30. If I missed it, it might be another year before it came on again.
No VCR or DVR. If you wanted to see a show on TV you better find out when it's on and get yer butt in front of a TV. No pause. No rewind. No replay. When the commercial break started you got up and ran to the bathroom, and if you were fast enough you could make it to the cookie jar too before the show started again, or else you just plain missed it.
Your big sports league games were on TV with regularity. But all the amazing, unusual, incredible variety of sports was showcased on Saturday afternoon in ABC's Wide World of Sports. And the OLYMPICS. Oh, my. How do I say this. The Holy Grail of Amateur Sports. Once every four years, Summer/Winter. It was an all consuming sports festival, and it was
majestic. I don't know if it's because of todays multiple 24/7 cable sports channels "all-sports-all-the-time" or the IOC's decision to move away from "amateur" athletes, but the magic of today's Olympics has worn thin. Thirty years ago the broadcast of the Olympics was something really special.
my few cents
