Who Do You Cheer For?
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When I lived back in the DC suburbs, the Washington Redskins were my home football team and I considered myself a fan. I still acutely remember both Superbowl victory parades in the 80s. We were let out of school to attend.
I know some people tend to pick a team and stay with them no matter where they live, how many times they move, or how the team actually does in a given season, I have always been more of a regional fan, though. When I lived in Gainesville, I found the spirit of the town so infectious that I became a huge Gators fan. I still keep track of their teams and scores. Two national basketball championships in a row will make a fan out of even the most sports-phobic person out there!
When I was up north for the funeral this past weekend, I found that a lot of the talk surrounded WVU and Penn State football, in equal parts. Most of my family up there seems to be fans of one team or the other. In fact, people were hopping in their cars as soon as the funeral was over to check game scores.
I’ve not morphed into a total Tampa Bay Bucs fan yet. Maybe some day. I think I enjoy college football better.
So, who do you cheer for, and why?
I cheer for my friends.
There’s not any one sports team for whom I jump and scream anymore.
I suppose I’ve sorta moved away from it.
There’s not been a time when I became emotionally involved in sports since I was in high school.
I loved Dick Vermeil, the coach for the Eagles back in the day because he was so emotional and accessible to his players.
In my heart I’ll always love the Saints because they were the losingest team for ages and always lost with such class. I used to joke that they all worked together at a plant somewhere in Louisianna and would discuss who was picking who up for work the next day. Plus they had the golden toe, Morten Anderson…
These days, I guess I am a woman without a team.
Heh.
Team NELSON!