Once, when I was bored I got out my 20-sides die and rolled it all throughout the day. After each roll I would plot the result. It was very entertaining , and I ended up rooting for 17 because it was losing by a wide margin, and I felt bad for it. After that day, I completely understood the appeal of sports.
There is literally a channel on youtube dedicated to creating sports commentary on marble races, which are basically random chance, too:
Your comment just made me think of it.
EkskiuTwentyTwoHad I had the ability, I'd've built a ramp to get 1 year ago
It's about forming kinship bonds with strangers, and pretending to hate people associated with your team's rivals. It's gives you the catharsis of tribal warfare without any killing. In conclusion, Tom Brady makes out with his son.
Ugh, even when you're joking about it this sort of thing gets me fuming. Too often someone does not understand this in card games, that even if you didn't draw that one specific card out of sixty in twenty of your games then nothing says it's somehow more likely to be drawn in future games.
But if you haven't it drawn it yet this game it is more likely to be drawn later as the deck dwindles..
To not draw that card game after game would suggest it is routinely reshuffled to the bottom of the deck...
And since you shuffle your own deck, you're making your own luck...
So if after twenty games you don't see that card you either suck and are losing too fast or you suck at making your own luck . #heartofhecards
Yeah I hate that BS. I used to play this goblin/fist deck in m:tg and using spacestar ordering I would ask the deck to give me 6+ cost minion and then play fierce empath and the deck would give me exactly what I asked.
Still working on robot hand
Honk if you like python. `import antigravity` Sincerely, xkcd_bot. <3
KrinberryTen thousand years we slumbered...3 years ago
Being someone who enjoys both D&D, xkcd, and sports, this one always makes me feel a little engh. I can't tell if it's just poking a bit of light fun, or if it's like Randal's apparent problem with beer, where he clearly doesn't like it and therefore it has to suck.
I've always felt this comic was not quite fair to sports commentary. I think sports commentary is more, "A weighted random number generator just produced a new batch of numbers. Let's use this new data to refine our estimates of the parameters that govern the probability distributions!"
FiveThirtyEight has a podcast called Hot Takedown that examines this aspect really well. They use statistical analysis to dissect the sports world narratives du jour, but all the hosts clearly do still love sports and gel really well with one another. It strikes a great balance of facts and entertainment, and I highly recommend it as a nerd who loves sports too.