Matthew Anderson4 said:Chess is beautiful. Football isn't. I think everyone finds beauty where they want to find it. You can't force it.
You can't really describe the specific beauty of a thing. Beauty is a feeling. You can talk about the feeling itself, or the skill used to create the object, but skill isn't beauty. Beauty lives in the space between me and the thing. Same goes for my dreams. My dream doesn't mean anything to you, just like catching an egg isn't beautiful to me.
That's a strange claim to make if I know you actually enjoy soccer, but fair enough.
I struggle to see where the massive aesthetic gap—in terms of pure human skill—really lies between Messi weaving through defenders and a running back cutting through a line. At their core, aren't they essentially the same display of talent? One requires dribbling a ball through legs while navigating defenders who have certain rules they have to follow, whereas the other involves clutching a ball in your hands while trying to avoid 250-pound monsters who are legally allowed to flatten you into the turf.
Or consider the difference between one of Iniesta's delicate passes and a quarterback, under heavy pressure from a swarm of giants, launching a ball forty or fifty yards downfield toward a target sprinting at nine meters per second, knowing that being off by even half a yard usually means failure.
It isn't as if we're trying to compare soccer to weightlifting.