In their treatise on Kafka, Deleuze and Guattari establish the concept of a minor literature. Ever since it seemed like almost anything could be(come) minor: Cinema, Theatre, Science, Philosophy, etc. Now the turn has come to Sports.
Curiously enough, in Swedish, minor is plural for mines (as in sneaky explosives). So what am I up to, blow up the house of sports to smithereens? Not at all. I love sports like a parasite (a true investigator of holey space) loves its host.