Baseball

Victory was essential. Rock was certain of that, but of little else.
He had fallen asleep the night before as he attempted to break down the strategy employed by his baseball team's opponent. The complexity was just short of overwhelming, and Rock was uncertain of his ability to unwind it.
He watched several teams on wireless video, including the Pittsburgh Pirates, the only he could remember after he woke up. They each advanced runners to first base, and then asked them to reach second. That was simple enough, but these bits of information began to overlap and Rock failed with each attempt to pull them into any sensible form. All he knew is that he could not fail, that lives were at stake.
It took several minutes for Rock to realize this was an insane circumstance for baseball, and was indeed unreal.
All the while his cats Jo and Pam looked on, seemingly puzzled.