A worthy contest

Not all contests are worthy of one’s attention, and those that are worthy of attention do not deserve it in equal amounts.

The best reason to pay attention to a contest is that its outcome truly matters — that it will affect the physical well-being of many non-contestants. Wars are the paradigmatic case here; elections too, depending.

Of course, in the realm of sports, no contest falls in this first category. So we must distinguish other ways to construct a hierarchy of contests whose outcomes don’t truly matter.

The highest, most important consideration for these lesser contests is whether and to what extent the contest is structured so that the best contestant wins. At first, this sounds like a trivial ambition — it’s common sense, isn’t it, that the best contestant is the one that wins. But consider a simple contest, a game of rock-paper-scissors, for example. If you and I were to play one game, you might win or I might win, but we wouldn’t then be justified in saying that the winner was the better rock-paper-scissors player. In fact, the loser in such a contest will often say, “Oh come on, best two out of three,” because there’s an excellent chance that the loser would then go on to prevail. A fair test of rock-paper-scissors skill between two competitors might be a longer match, say 101 “throws” — enough throws, anyway, to allow us to say that the results are likely not due mostly to chance. The idea here is closely related to the concept of reliability in the social sciences; a reliable measurement is one that can be repeated in the same circumstances and get the same results.

Assuming that each game consists of one-on-one competition with a winner and loser, the problem of structuring a contest so that it’s “reliable” in the sense described in the previous paragraph becomes much more difficult with more than two contestants. There are various ways to do it. You might have contestants play numerous games against each other in a round-robin structure and then compare their win-loss records after some number of games; an example is “making the playoffs” in Major League Baseball, where teams play each other all season and end up being first or second or whatever in their division. Because the baseball season has more than 100 games, the teams all get to play each other a number of times, and the team with the best record has a plausible claim to being the best in the division.

Baseball is an interesting example, because the best teams go on to play a best-of-some-number-of-games tournament, first for the “league championship” and then for the “world championship.” It’s not always the case that the team with the best record in a league wins the league championship. So which team is better — the one that has the best record at the end of the regular season, or the one that wins the tournament? There is quite a bit of appeal to the claim that the better team should be able to beat the lesser team in head-to-head competition, which is what a tournament provides. Baseball’s use of best-of-five and best-of-seven series is another strong feature here, because we can’t easily dismiss a head-to-head victory (in the series, not in a single game) as a mere fluke. The NBA has a similar structure, with multiple-game series to determine a champion.

Compare that with (American) football. In professional football there is a championship tournament, but with only one game at each stage for each pair of contestants. Now, a football game is longer than a game of rock-paper-scissors, and luck has less to do with the outcome, but a football tournament would still be more “reliable” if it involved series. But football games can’t be played one day after another, and economic considerations keep professional playoff games on Sundays. On the whole, I’d argue, the winner of the Super Bowl is less clearly the best team in the NFL than the winner of the World Series is the best team in baseball. And so the Super Bowl is less worthy of one’s attention as a contest.

Even outside of tournament situations, we might rank contests as more or less “reliable” based on the characteristics of a single game. Rock-paper-scissors is at one end of the spectrum, where luck has a tremendous amount to do with the outcome of a contest between two relatively well matched contestants. At the other end of the spectrum might be a game like tennis, where the contestants engage in so many equally balanced plays (serves, returns) throughout the course of a single game that we can reasonably expect to see the better player rise to the top.

A lesser reason for paying attention to the outcome of a contest is tradition. Nationalism, because of its manifest harmfulness and its deserved reputation as the last refuge of a scoundrel, is a particularly unworthy form of tradition in this respect.

Another reason for paying attention to a contest’s outcome is entertainment value. But the entertainment value of a given contest is at best something subjective, about which there will be wide disagreement among reasonable people. Furthermore, I suspect that any relatively well-developed contest (anything that people have been playing for a century at least) is roughly equally entertaining if the spectator is sufficiently well versed and able to pay attention. Olympic curling is proof of this.

All this leads us to the World Cup, and specifically to one conclusion: It is not worthy of the attention being paid to it.

A single game of soccer is even more like rock-paper-scissors than American football is (that is, it’s further from the tennis end of the spectrum of single-contest reliability). A single soccer game has very few shots on goal; of these, maybe 20 percent (and that seems generous) have any real chance of actually scoring. And of the shots with a chance of scoring, chance is often the operative word — they’re often inadvertently bumped in or out by a player who doesn’t quite know what’s going on around him, or they strike the goal post at just the wrong or just the right angle. And 0-0 or 1-0 games are not uncommon, so a single flicker of chance can often make all the difference between a win and a draw.

Of course, a game that’s not very reliable can be made into a more reliable contest by a properly structured tournament. (Poker is a good example of this. Any one hand has a lot to do with chance, but over the course of an evening good players will build up winnings and bad players will lose money, and over the course of a multi-day tournament the vicissitudes of the cards will even out, leaving the skill of the players in relief.)

Unfortunately, the World Cup is not a well-structured tournament. For one thing, teams play single games, not series, so the chance-bound nature of individual soccer games has undue effects on the tournament outcome. Also, tournament participation is itself determined by an equally flawed series of qualifying tournaments, and the crucial seeding in the “elimination round” of the World Cup depends on the outcome and luck-ridden scoring system of the round-robin round. Thus, France qualifies because a ref didn’t call a proper hand ball in its qualifying match against Ireland, and England has to face Germany rather than Ghana in the next round because of some fairly arbitrary tie-break rule.

And then there’s the bizarre notion that these “national teams” mean much at all. From what I can tell, they’re mostly composed of professional players who often play in different countries altogether, with some smattering of amateurs or maybe lesser-league professionals thrown in.They play together rarely, so there’s no way for any team to put together much of a meaningful win-loss record.

Instead, people talk about “Germany’s proud football tradition” or the “Brazilian style of play,” as if that means anything. What these attributions of continuity point to, of course, is nationalism, the real, base motivator for the displays of World Cup fandom. Nationalism, and a performance of caring-to-fit-in in soccer-playing countries or in soccer-following social milieux in the U.S.

And yet:

That was fucking cool.

5 responses to “A worthy contest”

  1. Stella says:

    It took me a long time to understand that in baseball it’s the pitching that is the action.

    I’ve now concluded that in soccer it’s the controversies. Hours of time are dedicated to analyzing and arguing about bad calls and bad refs and what ifs.

  2. And then there’s the bizarre notion that these “national teams” mean much at all.

    When I tried to get into baseball (not very hard) I figured I needed to pick a team on whose success or failure to base my decision whether to live another day. And then it occurred to me that this decision had to be based on something. My guess was people based their team loyalty on 1) representing their (the fan’s) hometown and/or 2) percieved skill and likelihood of winning. These criteria taken together, my understanding was that 1) my team would be the Yankees and 2) this was not alright. My father and sister ,baseball fans, told me outright that being a Yankees fan was the moral equivalent of being a republican.

    So that was right out. And I thought: why don’t I choose a team based on some, let’s say, aesthetic quality. Even just defining that as loosely as being tied to a town I love. But Austin doesn’t have a team, and then anyway I thought “what does the team have to do with anything? These people are from all over. Even if I loved Houston, what is Houston to the Astros?*” And this is how the thinking trailed off and ended in me not even getting to the point of picking a team.

    I guess watching a little of Italy/New Zealand on Sunday gave me one other possibility, to wit: root for the team with whom I would most enjoy consecutive or contemporaneous sexual congress. But really at that point it’s time to drop the pretext of sports, probably in any case only of interest in that I’d like to feel like a person of broader interests, and just russle up some actual porn.

    *or they to Hecuba?

  3. Mr. Smearcase, your comment has me grinning broadly throughout.

  4. Jeremy says:

    This is a post after my own heart, Dave. I’ve often (a few times in this very blog, even) struggled to explain my own ambivalence to sports, but also this notion that some sports are more worthy of my attention than others. Why is it that I like basketball and not, say, hockey? But the fairness of the respective sport as a “contest” has never really factored into my likes/dislikes–in fact, it usually has something to do with the brutality and violence in the sport (which is why I don’t like football) or the amount of scoring involved (which is why I don’t like what the rest of the world calls football) or the perceived knuckleheadedness of the players or fans (sigh, this is why I wish I didn’t like any sports, actually). I wonder if, ironically, it’s this inherent unfairness to non-series one-off elimination games that makes them more exciting, more popular (which would also explain the popularity of “March Madness,” the college basketball tournament)–the more unpredictable the outcome, perhaps, the more people are likely to be titillated by the experience, by the prospect of an upset?

    From an entertainment angle, doesn’t this unfairness, then, make these sports even more worth watching, on some level? Because the outcome isn’t preordained?

  5. foxforcefive says:

    For those that pooh-pooh sports, there is no better comeuppance than what transpired at Wimbledon earlier this week. Perhaps one of the greatest individual contests of skill and endurance, of any type, that has ever happened.