I am not a huge sports fan. I am unfaithful, a cheater of fan clubs, a deserter when the chips are down. I have admired those die hard fans much like my brother and his love affair with the cougs, but still did not understand it.
Not much has changed I will still cheat on 'my team,' but I have a better understanding of the experience that shapes people into die hard fans.
David surprised me with a mini trip to Boston, complete with tickets to a Red Sox game and a night in an old firehouse. After souvenir's, a glass of beer and some nasty peanuts I was ready to settle my seat at Fenway Park. Not so fast, it seems that people stand during the game. Break out into Neil Diamond songs. I felt myself morphing into one of those crazy loud singing fans.
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That is a great picture of you two:)
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