Football!

I grew up watching soccer, Nascar, and the UFC. We weren't all-American baseball loving fans. Although, I was a Red Sox fan for a while just to be an asshole to my fellow Yankees fans. Those hats are still my favorite hats. Football was occasional but I always loved the sport. I liked watching sports but I've never really had an alliance to any of the teams. I've fluttered from here to there over the years, loving certain teams for different reasons. I think I finally found my teams. It took a while, but I think I just needed to grow up and find out who I was before devoting myself to one team. Too deep and metaphoric, I know, but it's true. We don't really know what we're doing until we can devote all our time and attention to one person or team. That's when we know we're a grown up. Whether they fail or succeed or decline or become infamous, we're there. Through it all. And when people are shit talking and smacking you down, you stand tall wearing your team logo proudly. We don't back down, because we're loyal through it all.

I love most sports (golf is not a sport. Sorry.) but I really, really love football and hockey. During this last year I put major thought into who I was going to root for. In hockey, I decided I would go to home games for The Rangers, The Devils, and The Islanders and then decide fairly without anyone elses influence. I made it 2/3. I was amazed at how dedicated and friendly and fun Rangers fans were. They were so welcoming, I didn't even make it to Long Island (sorry Islanders! I usually like rooting for the underdogs but...).

Last Fall I turned my attention to Football. I became a fan of the Jets. Because 1. I loved the new found sibling team rivalry with my Giant sister and 2. people scoffed when Rex Ryan said they were making a comeback. I know, people's future is usually dictated by their past, but sometimes we have to have a little hope. Plus, Mark Sanchez was a bonus for watching the games! And I love how you can walk down the street in a Jersey or team t-shirt and you're automatically friends with people from the same alliance. It's uplifting to be like "high five, random dude! They freakin' won!". The Jets proved people wrong. And, even though they made it further than they had in a very long time, people are still shit talking. Which makes me root for them even more. I believe in them.

And, I would like to think that I am their unknown lucky charm. They seem to win every game that I watch from start to finish while in my Sanchez jersey so I've decided that I have a duty to watch every single game and not wash my jersey all season. Let me tell you, if that first Sunday game is a foreshadowing of what my condition will be 2 months from now, I may not make it to see them get to the Super Bowl. Shambles. That is all I have to say.