In watching and reading about the riots in Vancouver the other night following the Canucksâ€™ loss of the Stanley Cup final to the Boston Bruins, many people probably shared my knee-jerk reaction of, “Oh look, there go those stupid hockey fans again.” The following day, there was all kinds of debate over who started the riot - were these people in fact real hockey fans or just idiots looking for any excuse to cause trouble?
I have to admit Iâ€™ve never been a hockey fan, or a fan of any sport really. Like many technology journalists, I do however possess a strange affinity for baseball. My suspicion is thereâ€™s something about the statistics that somehow attracts us; perhaps we like the sport for its similarity to product specifications? I dunno.
I do know that I like playing baseball, so I sometimes enjoy watching professionals who can perform the sport at a much higher level than myself. But thatâ€™s about the extent of my sports fandom.
Living in Canada as I do, Iâ€™ve seen plenty of examples of hockey fan stupidity. Indeed, Toronto probably has more dumb hockey fans per capita than any city in the world. The proof comes every year when the die-hards continue to sell out Maple Leafs games despite the team not having a hope in hell of winning the cup. I also remember walking down the street as a kid wearing a hand-me-down Montreal Canadians T-shirt, which was apparently enough to motivate some complete stranger to roll down their car window and yell “faggot!” as they drove by. What a lovely thing to say to a child.
The riot got me thinking about what kinds of people are sports fans - and why are they fans? Iâ€™ve always likened sports to religion, so my innate biases kicked in. As numerous demographic studies have shown, religion is more popular with less-educated, lower-income people. If sports is like religion, shouldnâ€™t the same factors apply?
I looked for demographic numbers to back that up but couldnâ€™t find any proper studies on the topic. I found a few sets of seemingly contradictory numbers that showed, for example, that the majority of sports fans were both young and had high incomes. That doesnâ€™t seem possible - unless sports are extremely popular in Silicon Valley. In fact, the only reputable statistics that turned up in my search, from the Pew Research Center, showed that people who follow sports news come from all income and education levels. Without anything better to go on, and considering that I do know several highly educated people with high incomes who are also sports fans, it looks like my initial hypothesis was wrong.
The question remains, though: Why are people sports fans? The reasons, I suspect, are varied. Some people are probably like me - they appreciate seeing a sport played at its pinnacle level, the same way any beginning guitarist can marvel at the likes of Jimi Hendrix or Eddie Van Halen. Others may simply like getting out of the house and experiencing the spectacle of it.
A couple years ago, University of Washington psychology professor David P. Barash tried to take a more clinical view and came to some interesting and provocative conclusions. Sports isnâ€™t like religion, he wrote, itâ€™s the opiate of the masses that has superseded the nationalism that used to pit countries against each other not so long ago. In that way, sports is like war, which is of course an intriguing premise to anyone having written a book on the topic.
The observer of spectator sports cannot help but confront the odd underbelly of this passion: the yearning to be someone else, or at least, a very small part of something else, so long as that something else is Something Else, large and imposing, impressive and thus irresistible. That dark desire for deindividuation was felt for millennia by the herring and the wildebeest, and perfected by human beings centuries ago: interestingly, not by sports franchises but by the worldâ€™s military forces…
…It is no great distance from the mesmerizing impact of close-order drill to the stimulating consequence of shared chanting and cheering, the waving of arms (military or civilian) in unison. The Wave, which many fans say originated in my hometown of Seattle, is a good example. Even though they donâ€™t get to swing a bat, throw a pass, or sink a three-pointer, fans have been inventive in providing themselves with ritualized, shared movements that further embellish the allure as well as the illusion of being part of the larger, shared whole, tapping into that primitive satisfaction that moves at almost lightning speed from shared, ritual action to a tempestuous sense of expanded self. One becomes part of a great beckoning, grunting, yet smoothly functioning, and, presumably, security-generating Beast. And for those involved, it apparently feels good to be thus devoured whole and to live in its belly.
In many ways, Barashâ€™s article comes off as psycho-babble but he does raise some salient points. Given the frequent eruption of riots following sporting contests, there does seem to be a solid link to violence regardless of income or education.
Others blame such events on mixing booze with adrenaline, but that sounds too simplistic. National Geographic tried to explain it a few years ago by suggesting that people who get into a crowd think theyâ€™re less accountable for their actions because theyâ€™re tough to pick out. That rationale seems to be going out the window thanks to social media, where instigators are being identified by good citizens.
In the end, it is worth it to figure out scientifically why people are sports fans and what drives some of them to rioting after playoff games. Otherwise it might be time for cities to start wondering whether they ever want to field contenders in any sport. Without some conclusive science indicating one way or another, the question for cities now remains: Is having a winning team really worth it?
June 17, 2011 at 1:24 pm
The people gathered have a kind of tribal link reinforced that most are wearing the same colours, That add to the sentiment of cohesion of the crowd and its conviction, even absurd, to be on his rights. And the “we” become even stronger when opposed to the police, itself easily identifiable by its uniform. (http://www.ledevoir.com/sports/actualites-sportives/325697/l-emeute-sportive-une-lancinante-tradition)
The main question is why the authorities placed that meeting downtown where the police didnâ€™t had the means to corral such a large crowd?
June 17, 2011 at 3:11 pm
Interesting opinion piece in the Vancouver Sun by a professor at my university who ascribes norms of masculinity as one of the causes behind the riots: http://www.vancouversun.com/technology/Norms+masculinity+root+riot/4962444/story.html
June 18, 2011 at 6:29 am
Some interesting thoughts on the riot:
Iâ€™d also add that frustration and rejection are powerful motivators. In the case of Vancouver, the fact that they have never won a Cup intensifies matters. Keep in mind, the city does not have any other “legitimate” sports franchise (ie NBA, MLB), so this is really the only opportunity to shine.
I canâ€™t help but wonder what would happen in Toronto if an identical situation played out. Keep in mind, Toronto has been a sports pariah for ages. The fans have gotten used to mediocrity, but they have never faced the painful emotions of losing in a final since 1960 when the Leafs lost to the Habs. Rest assured, downtown Toronto would be destroyed if the Leafs were ever to make it to a final and lose (especially in a 7th game of a series that they were leading).
June 20, 2011 at 9:50 am
At the beginning of this season I was in tune with absolutely everything about hockey. I could name you five players on every AHL affiliate and knew the names of a few ECHL players. I cared about everything that happened in the game every day. I wrote articles and even considered after graduating from college in journalism to start doing sports reporting to work up to be an NHL reporter. And then the Pacioretty hit happened and since then, Iâ€™ve questioned why I watch hockey. Or all professional sports for that matter. My reaction to it was pure bloodlust but I slowly wondered why. I guess Iâ€™m starting to understand. The worst part about it is that not participating in hockey discussion is like not cheering for your birth country during the Olympics. It puts you on the outside of society. Sometimes I wonder if thatâ€™s the hardest thing to give up. Sitting around my friends and while they talk about hockey, I just wait for the topic to change. Itâ€™s hard for me to do that since I like to debate and I like to know, and shutting up about something I used to know would be extremely hard. But maybe in the end itâ€™ll be worth it.