People who know me, know that I am a rabid Cincinnati Bengals fan. And aside from a handful of celebrities (George Clooney, Nick Lachey) there isn't a single Bengals fan in Los Angeles. In fact, I've been dubbed "The Lone Bengal Fan" at the sports bar I haunt.
Yes, it feels good to be a member of a loveable loser team. But...MAN! DOES IT SUCK. Technology has made it now that you can vent your anger towards the people who've made your Sunday horrid. But you restrain yourself b/c God forbid you come off as a pathetic football fan who has nothing to do but to let a loss consume your life. I will let it consume my miserable life. Why? Because football is all about pride. So it kills me that our QB is a Texas Christian player/fan over Ohio State. Listen, you dirty traitor, Texas may be your home, but your daddy pays the bills, and those benefactors want you to show a modicum of loyalty to the people who make your lifestyle possible. Not that we own you...but at least show some disappointment at losing to our hated rivals. Even Carson Palmer displayed some disgust at our divisional rivals. Just a small amount. Instead, all I feel is that you go back to your awesome home and let this failure wash over you. Hey man, it's time to feel hatred towards your opponents. Get angry. Play with heart and entitlement. That's what all these elite QBs understand. You are a part of history and people will talk about you long after your dead. Do you want to be dismissed in the annals of pro football. Maybe you don't care. At least let us know so that we can move on with someone else.
