So the implication, then, is that being physically demanding makes something more important than something that's not. They're not sitting on a couch, no. They're running and throwing and other relatively basic physical tasks that almost anyone can do. They're much better at them than most people, I'm sure any of these athletes can throw a ball much further and more accurately than I can, but the concept of throwing in itself is not exactly unique or amazing. If anything, it's the skill at a technically simple task that sets them apart from anyone else capable of throwing a ball. Not unlike professionals at a videogame competition are, I'm sure, much better at that button-mashing than I am.
If the only relevant difference is that one of these activities is physically demanding, then why isn't all the respect going out to janitors and construction workers? I'm sorry, but that doesn't cut it to me. Stupid bravado is stupid bravado regardless of what kind of game is being played. It doesn't seem warranted in either case, and I don't see how running in circles for a while first is going to make it more deserving.
... well, gee, if that's the case, what's the difference between being a gamer and a fighter pilot? After all, fighter pilots sit on their butts all day smashing buttons as well, no?
It is not a question of something being merely more physically demanding than the other, or "more important" than the other. It is that bravado, or trash talk, or chest pounding do have a reason to exist, whether it is to psych your opponent or - as it is more often the case than not - to pysch yourself up into participating in activities when you are physically challenged and you are taking physical punishment.
I mean, jumping into the kiddie pool and jumping off the high dive, they both involve the same basic concept: you jumping into the water. Are you gonna go all "yeah, man! Let's go! Let's do this! WOOOOO!" before jumping into the kiddie pool? I hope not.
Ever heard the story of Mohammed Ali - probably the greatest trash talker of all time-, Ernie Terrell, and "what's my name'?
Right after Ali changed his name from Cassius Clay to Mohammed Ali, he was slated to fight Ernie Terrell. Terrell, as a way of psyching Ali out, refused to call him Ali, even made some disparaged comments about the name change. During the pre-fight press conference, he did it to Ali's face. Ali started asking, "what's my name?" Kept asking that up until the mandatory photo-op face-off, where Terrell refused to call Ali by his new name. The worst insult flung out even during the scuffle that ensued was Ali calling Terrell 'Uncle Tom" (seems like nothing today, but that carried some weight in the 60's).
During the fight, Ali proceeded to put a savage beating on Terrell, and kept asking him, "what's my name?" every time he punched him. According to the great Bert Sugar, Terrell, to his credit, kept on taking the beating, and replying "Clay" until the very end of the fight when he finally said "Ali"...
Now, THAT is trash talking. THAT is bravado. Knowing that opening your mouth is going to carry a severe consequence beyond looking like the dork you already are because you called a girl names. A punk calling me names while playing a video game? If in the same room, personally, I'd unplug the game pad and stick it so far up his behind the joystick comes out of his nose. But that's just me.