I'm a die hard Angels fan. I went to my first game when I was 4 weeks old and vow that I'll take my kids when they're just as young (provided they're born at the right time of the year). Outside of baseball, I have no real team loyalties. I love watching hockey, but usually root for the team that my friends root for, or barring that, the team with the nicest uniforms. I couldn't care less about basketball really. I root for the Lakers sometimes, and other times root against them.
Football is a little different. I have no team loyalty over a long period of time, but I do pick one team each year that I'll root for, and I stick with them the entire season. I've been a Tampa Bay Buccaneers fan (coincidentally, they won the Super Bowl that year), a New England Patriots fan (they won that year too), an Indianapolis Colts fan (they didn't win the year I officially picked them, but they won when I was just in love with Peyton Manning) and a Green Bay Packers fan (no wins in any year I was a fan, dangit). This year I'm picking the Pittsburgh Steelers as my team.
Now, I know squat about the Steelers, except that their QB is Roethlisberger, and their kicker is number 3. I am under no delusions that I am a real Steeler fan. In fact, I've declared that I'm only a fan-by-association, and cannot be held responsible for knowing things a real fan should know (Like the name of the aforementioned kicker, which I think is Jeff Reed, but I'm not entirely sure). I only chose the Steelers because I've started dating a Steeler fan, and have become friends with his crazy Steeler fan friends. Plus, I value my life. (I kid!) (mostly…)
I don't remember who's in their division, I don't remember if they're AFC or NFC, but if you're a fan of whoever they play, consider this the requisite smack-talking that a real fan might throw down. Because us fan-by-association types are just too classy for that. Or so we like to pretend…
Hee. I love that you randomly pick a team. That’s awesome. It’s so awesome I’m laughing a bit hysterically right now, in a very loud manner, but there’s no one here to hear it, so I’m only a little bit embarrassed at myself.
BB calls Roethlisberger “Ruthless-berger” or “Worthless-berger” depending on how he (the QB, not BB) is doing in a game. This causes me to laugh maniacally, too. Maybe I am an easy mark.
Ha!! Pick one team every year. You’re killing me.
[...] A while back I talked about how I was committing myself to being a Steeler fan this football season, and up until today it’s been very easy to do so. However, today my boy Peyton Manning played the Steelers, and while I was dressed out in my borrowed Steeler jersey and hat, I cheered for Peyton the entire time. I couldn’t help it. I did cheer for the Steeler offense when they did something good, since Peyton wasn’t on the field at the time. But since I had a friendly bet with Donald on the outcome of the game, I was relying on the Colts defense to keep the Steelers from scoring. It came down to the very last seconds of the game, but the Colts prevailed, and this happy little guy will be coming my way, compliments of Donald and his losing Steelers, very soon. Go Peyton! [...]