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The most popular sports columnist in America puts his life (and dignity) on the line in search of the most absurd sporting event on the planet.
What is the stupidest sport in the world? Not content to pontificate from the sidelines, Rick Reilly set out on a global journey—with stops in Australia, New Zealand, Finland, Denmark, England, and even a maximum security prison at Angola, Louisiana—to discover the answer to this enduring question.
From the physically and mentally tax
Sports from Hell: My Search for the World’s Dumbest Competition
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Review by Loyd E. Eskildson for Sports from Hell: My Search for the World’s Dumbest Competition
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After 31 years of conventional sports reporting, Rick Reilly sets out on a global journey to find the stupidest sport in the world. Entries include a three-mile golf hole down a mountain full of explosives (Socorro, N.M.), the World Sauna Championship(Finland), the World Rock Paper Scissors Championships, the World Beer Pong Championships, chess boxing (alternate 6 rounds of chess – 4 minutes each, with 5 rounds of boxing – 3 minutes each) – whomever is knocked out or checkmated first loses, nude biking, homeless soccer, etc. Explicitly excluded were ‘tourist bait’ activities, non-sports (eg. ‘Extreme Ironing’), and obviously stupid or overly dangerous activities. Unfortunately, neither the backgrounds nor the actual contests were funny – Reilly should have stuck to conventional sports.
Review by Nicholas R. Willick for Sports from Hell: My Search for the World’s Dumbest Competition
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I read Mr. Reilly’s column in the back of SI for years, and really enjoyed it. So when I saw this book in the store, I was more than happy to pick it up.
Big mistake.
As much as I like offbeat sports (my siblings and I would create our own growing up), this book was just… bad. Very uninteresting. I felt like it was written just to throw something together. Mr. Reilly’s writing did not feel like it had heart.
I hope, for his sake, he continues to write his columns, and find a different topic in the future to explore.