I've been trying to figure out what is so compelling to me about the New Jersey Rock, Paper, Scissors champ featured in today's NYTimes.
Perhaps it is the extreme "zennishness" of finding mastery in the micro.
Perhaps it is the brave defense of the banal.
Whatever the reason - the profile of 24-yar-old Bryan Bennet seems a perfect blog for a languid Sunday.
A few excerpts:
Of this we can be sure: Rock smashes scissors. Scissors cut paper. Paper covers rock.
Beyond that, all is a mystery of feint, instinct and indirection, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. Or so it goes in the world of Bryan Bennett, the newest member of the New Jersey sports pantheon after battling his way to a plucky second-place finish over 500 competitors this month in the World Rock Paper Scissors Championship in Toronto.
Mr. Bennett offers guidance but no easy truths. Jocks and meatheads like to start with rock. Women are often partial to scissors. More ethereal types prefer paper. That’s fine, except that if everyone knows this, it no longer applies.
It helps to know some of the famous patterns: fistful of dollars (rock, paper, paper); paper dolls (paper, scissors, scissors), or the full-bore machismo of avalanche (rock, rock, rock).
“It is not about predicting what your opponent will throw; it is about predicting what your opponent predicts you will throw," says Bennett.