I have never rooted for the easy winner. I haven't followed a team that made it easy -- that when you went to go see them, odds were, you would see a win. The closest I came to that was the 1986 Mets but the standards they set for themselves, high bars or low, made each day its own tension filled experience where we wondered what tonight's line up would be compared to the local police blotter. Even when the Dallas Cowboys were good, they weren't "dominant dynasty great". I'm jealous of those whose teams are automatics, of teams that are guarantees. And not the guarantee to be a laughingstock or cautionary tale.
But I have tried to stay loyal and not just jump to a winning team so I can be a happy go lucky front runner. So I stick with the Mets, and the Cowboys and a whole slew of other teams in others sports, none of which has any sort of lights out lock on even a winning season. It isn't that I have some natural affinity for the losers (or at least teh underdog). I haven't gone out with the intent of finding the sad sacks and then attaching my horse to that carriage. It just works out that I have developed a connection to teams which focus more on mediocrity than might be desired.
Does this say something about me and my life? I don't think so. But on the other hand, maybe that's exactly the kind of thing someone like me would say to justify being such a loser.
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