Winding down the year in sports means a litany of lists – plays of the year, best games, best athletes, best tweet, best inadvertent cuss words on a hot mic, best whatever. Lists are overused, but if you want to put a bow on another year in athletics, you better chop it up in to ten YouTube clips. Anything less digestible is bound to be overlooked by a hoard of thumbnail-clicking mongrels. Buzz feed journalism is transforming our memories into one of those toy view finder that toddlers play with. But who cares? Just show me the butt fumble again.

…lists are not evil, just dangerously superficial.

Sports, to paraphrase Oscar Wilde, imitates life. So if your preference is to boil everything down into a pithy little top ten list with shitty music in the background, so be it. Highlight reels and internet lists are not evil, just dangerously superficial. Be conscious of all that we’re missing when we let lists, tweets, headlines, and click-bait inform our opinions on sports, or anything else.