I feel kind of silly when I realize that I am a fan of sports. What does it matter to my life if my favorite team wins or loses? I understand the inanity of it all but I still cheer for the jocks who I hated in High School. Well, High School athleticism is a whole other story. Maybe it's that I haven't had much success in life and I'm winning a small victory when my team wins. I guess I'm living vicariously. Who knows?
One good thing is that I'm not quite as crazy as those around me when it comes to football. I thought I was a Pittsburgh Steeler fan but when I got around some other rabid people during the recent Superbowl run I saw that I wasn't much of a football fan at all. If that's the way I'm supposed to act to be a "true" fan well then I should find some other interests. I just sat there and looked at those screaming and dancing people and thought, "Why are you so insanely happy?" " What do you get out of this?"
My favorite sport is hockey and I recall reading or hearing somewhere that the most intelligent bunch out of all the sports fans is the hockey fan. O.K. I'll go with that.
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