Man of 3-Sport Wave

Portrait of Earthling athletics/fanfare/imagination modeling for things of intuition and social media/activity 'IQ' remind us why competition is simple jewelry.

Sports portrait/fantasy. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction offers no commercial/explicit ties to any person(s)/body and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' views/interpretations).

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Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian American Homeland Catholic, had become a special fan of a 3-sport language(s), for his Selfie age of incomplete-distances readings of the leviathan/uncertainty of manmade-activity for the jars of Blue-Planet superstition; and yes, friends, he loved each sport equally (and personally for social media 'culture').

SPORT 1 (Ice Hockey):

"Diary, it occurs to me that an American preponderance of the swiftness and certain image unpredictability of gliding across a rink of ice on skates with a power-stick of athletics for moving a cylindrical small 'puck' across the area to advance upon the 'enemy' to score on a net-goal guarded by a goalie in mask, of that great 'world' game of ice-hockey, draws in an athlete or fan or imagineer special treasure island 'feelings' of the game's special symbolism of all that's simply a jar of chandeliers for the Ego (wow)."

SPORT 2 (Baseball):

"Diary, collection of the American baseball card library for those 'feelings' of competition's diamonds and bat-ball offense and fielding (or pitching) for that stats-pastime of Spring-to-Summer culminating in that 'fantastic' October-month of champions-quests (World Series) may remind an amateur athlete, a card-magician, or a baseball prodigy of why capitalism (naturally) invokes a bloody spiritual intelligence for glorious leisure (hmmm)."

SPORT 2 (Cricket):

"Diary, quite contrasting to my other two romance-imaginations for sport's languages concerns a bat-ball fielding game of rather precise elegance and calculations, that of cricket, made world-famous by non-American places like England and India and the West indies; and it's a game that requires our human eye attention of the blending of aim and swing and snatching stricken cricket-balls out of the air for a grand beauty that simply is not so flowered in the American Homeland but draws in me, an American, an 'IQ' for things of TV or leaves (ha)."

Mr. Satan had decided to make toast of these deep-rich diary entries about his focus/love of his (chosen?) 3-sport languages with a world-exchange 'reflection' soft-zesty plate of Indian bread to complement some seafood (curry) dish which would make him feel both worldly and invested in Earth culture exchange/sportsmanship/hospitality, perhaps for his new 21st-Century Selfie age of incomplete-arts of what made leviathan/uncertainty of life itself something like 'chance' shelves (for the Ego).

FLIGHT-ATTENDANT: We think your trip to Holland shall be complete, sir.
MR. SATAN: Really excited to watch the in-flight sports-film you've scheduled!

FLIGHT-ATTENDANT: You're a sportsman, friend?

MR. SATAN: I'm a writer and amateur/coach for multi-tasking (yeah).

FLIGHT-ATTENDANT: May your flight for Euro-games be steady and cool, mister.

MR. SATAN: That's arms, lady (for beauty or shadows).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)